The head distiller could walk out of their office to this balcony and overlook the whole fermentation process in a glance.
Goals for 1980, still tacked onto the wall.
An 80s-era company crate, as found in a forgotten store room.
This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
A typical narrow hallway at Birtle.
One of the walls of the train shed was growing, thanks to a little bit of sunlight and a constant trickle of rainwater over it. FP-100C.
The shaft house, where hydraulic steel doors allowed or denied entry into the mine shaft. Overhead is a light and alarm. If it sounds, the mine is being evacuated, and you best not go in and best stay the hell out of the way. Locals dump tires here, now.
Looking at the concrete headframe from street level. Acros 100 in Pentax 67
I didn’t test the rungs, but I bet the view was incredible.