Max Pressure

This seemed to be the newest building on the property.

One of my favorite signs. I imagine something like this happened when it was put up: “Wow, that’s a big sign.” “Yeah, you’re going to be putting it up in the elevator at the service door.” “Have you thought of may locking the door?” “What?” “You know, lock it so that there’s no risk, sign aside, of us going through and falling to our death.” “Shut up and just install the damn sign.”

Miners at the turn of the century had better taste in typography than the average person does today.

Beautiful belt wheels above the grain cribs. Getting to the spot where this was taken is now impossible, and I don’t know whether these remain or not anymore.

Near the base of the mesa is a modern house, which seems to be a ranch of some sort. What a fantastic spot to live, but for the fact every rainstorm floods the arryos, muddy ditches at the bottom of gullies, making it impossible to travel.

The concrete annex elevator had interesting graffiti. Much of it from the 1980s and 1990s.

A white star marks the landing between the Keeper’s Quarters (Second Floor) and the radiobeacon and furnace rooms (First Floor).

An abandoned news stand between the concourse and ticket booths. This is one of my favorite pictures from the 2000s.

The fences helped discourage patients from throwing themselves down the stairs.