Steam pipes snake up the walls like vines, but with asbestos.
Wagons and horses were kept in the building on the left, separate from the rest of the complex in case of fire. In the distance is the boiler house, separate for the same reason.
Two of the remaining four towers in the projects. Throughout our time there we saw and heard squatters inside and chose not to go in. What do you call a smart choice made in the midst of a dumb choice? There should be a word for that.
A typical workhouse scene, captured minutes before on Fuji FP100c instant film.
The back side of the hotel is plain, but for a fire escape.
The long control room overlooks giant caps where equipment was removed long ago.
A teeter totter sits in front of the Memorial Building.
A hydraulic ‘bridge’ couple lower onto the tracks to bring mine cars into the shaft house, presumably for repair. I haven’t found this system anywhere else, but it makes a lot of sense.
The cold air collided with the sun-warmed water on the floor, filling the ground floor of the Keg House with thick fog…