What I make out to be the dining room or great hall of the castle, as seen through of the side rooms, which appeared to be a very ruined library. Teenager graffiti looks cooler in French.
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Broken skyways in the sand casting house, where everything was utterly fire-resistant.
The white mark allowed for a manual RPM check on this big steel flywheel on the ground floor. Note how dark the bottom level of the mills is—that’s because all of the equipment is blocking out the light.
2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
Looking out from my perch close to the Kam toward the Ogilvie head house. To the left is a newer concrete annex, probably built in the years it bore the name Saskatchewan Pool 8.
One of the hundreds of wells across the depot, as seen through an open rail door. In the distance, the radome.
It’s almost hard to tell whether the colors come from oil in the water or the colorful glass lit up by the Michigan sunset.
Looking at the concrete headframe from street level. Acros 100 in Pentax 67