This gives a sense of the scale and the water damage of the old side (brick, rather than concrete) of the roundhouse.
Harris Machinery rests under snow on the left. Two explorers enjoy the view.
Sleeping bags mark this former courtyard as a crash pad for the local homeless.
Call me angsty, but I like it. Found in the Auxiliary Hospital.
Peering through the glass in the Hoist Operator’s cab, stained with graffiti. The cable and reels can be seen through the glass… these are now gone.
Old parts catalogs litter the floor. The office overlooks empty shelves. Graffiti glue peeling paint in place.
This is one of my favorite doorways (yes, I have favorites) for a few reasons: 1.) You can see how the once-arched door has been squared-off for rectangular doors to fit; 2.) you can see one complete historic door and one ruined door, and the chain that used to hold them together before someone kicked-out the security, and; 3.) I like the texture of the bricks and design of the radiators in the room beyond–the blacksmith shop. Just do.