In the ward for the criminally insane, this door was the most-worn. Nail scratches mark the area around the peep hole, the wood is gouged everywhere from thrown chairs and hard kicks, and a ominous blood-colored stain is visible where it dripped in the second inset from the bottom. Aside from the damage, the coloring in this section was very vibrant, though it was probably little reprieve for those who had to work here.
Standing on the ruins of the former sister dock, looking back at the soon-to-be-demolished family member. The pilings I stood on for the shot were those of the Chicago and North Western RR #3 which was dismantled in 1960 and used to be 2,040-feet long.
The side of the oldest building on the property, the former casket factory.
Exploring Dock 4 was a very different experience, since it was almost all metal.
The stairs that connect the breakwater and light station (Leica M6/Kodak Ektar).
I didn’t test the rungs, but I bet the view was incredible.
These stairs lead to the balcony.
The giant radiators in this casting shop look like a flag to me.
My first view of the tunnel was in the dead of winter. In spite of being in the middle of the forest, it was totally silent. Mamiya GA645 / Kodak Pro 400