The glow from the city is bright enough to read by.
Some small candles light one of the few surviving tunnels that once linked buildings on the campus with the steam plant. In winter, it was common for patients to be transported through these to avoid the cold, and during the Cold War these served as nuclear fallout shelters.
At sunrise the fog rose near the solvent recovery line. You can barely read the “XXX” warning.
Devan setting up his 4×5 camera.
One of my favorite pictures of the tunnel. I am holding a bike rim and wearing a headlamp. My friend triggered the flash just behind my lower back. The fog is a temperature inversion at the entrance of the tunnel; it was 102 degrees outside of the tunnel and about 50 degrees inside, and humid.
I found a meth lab in this building once. (Yes, I called it in.)
I wonder what this guy is thinking, walking through the complex.
Why the door had to be moved over 2 1/2 feet will remain a mystery.
The trees were so overgrown, it was difficult to see the hotel at all from the road.