Murals

The very top of the Administration Tower’s spiral staircase. There’s an old antenna of some kind there, as you can see.

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.

In the distance, the San Haven Sanatorium water tower.

I wonder who boarded the family house… the EPA?

Construction lights were still plugged in from the last inspection. Note the murals on the walls.

A control panel that was mothballed, anticipating a time when the plant may be reactivated.

Note the maps still left on the wall.

Algae grows where water flows/From the sawtooth roof/To the mines below/The sun climbs high/But is in no one’s eyes/A wall alone crumbles/It was no suprise

There is a cool old air compressor in the corner of the powerhouse.