2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
To run new gutters through the building, some of the plaster walls of the Chateau had to be smashed through.
Ready for some science? Strap-in and get your goggles.
Serve [unknown] Build… What do you think the middle says? Tell me in the comments.
The most pointless, beautiful and nuclear-bomb-proof catwalk I’ve been on to date. It goes between two high levels in its own bottom-lit concrete capsule in the center of the tallest, thickest building. Hang on, we’re riding this one out.
Timbers overlap where mine cars plunged, a strange wooden fence traced the center of the beams.
I don’t think we’re anywhere near maximum pressure anymore.
Employee lockers near the stage, Service Building.
This was a living space for the keepers during storms, when it was too dangerous to return to the houses on the point.