Worker graffiti in a stairway. If this is your birthday, you have to comment on this post!
An ad hoc scrawl remembers some long-done project.
The view from the larry, looking out at the overgrowing coke oven top. Papers listed the order of the charges for each oven, noting the sticky doors and persistent leaks. Emergency respirators and rescue gear was stored close, as long exposure to emissions from the rusty hatches could make worker pass out on the top of the ovens.
Graffiti by a crew member of the Algolake.
I did not take the escape ladder to the surface, but I am told it pops up in the middle of a hill next to the missile silo doors.
When I revisited the mine in 2013, the hoists were scrapped and sitting by the road.
The sun shining through one of the buildings; everything was overgrown.