A look down the 1950s foundry building, moments after sunset.
Two of the remaining four towers in the projects. Throughout our time there we saw and heard squatters inside and chose not to go in. What do you call a smart choice made in the midst of a dumb choice? There should be a word for that.
Two small generators connected to a Frick steam engine.
A closeup of the now-scrapped steel chute.
Twin tracks exit a concrete wall below St. Anthony (Cathedral) Hill.
Even with a hundred people parked in front of the lakeside relic, it was invisible.
Wagons and horses were kept in the building on the left, separate from the rest of the complex in case of fire. In the distance is the boiler house, separate for the same reason.
This mean-looking thing had a purpose, probably, but that function has been lost to decades of expansion.
Part of the back of the distribution boards; the rear of a giant remote transformer switch.