Checking out the neighbors. Shot on a the legendary Pentax 67.
The top floor’s old-fashioned hospital ways were too much to pass without a photo or two… with the paint falling off the walls it was as if the building was shedding its skin in an effort to become rejuvenated or useful.
The main shaft’s cable spooled with bird castings belies the fact that lives used to dangle from its steel-wound strength. Arrows on the circles would indicate the mine level the cars were currently at.
The coal extractor swings back and forth, ripping coal from the ground and throwing it on a conveyor belt to be burned a few miles away.
I had to climb into the roof of the half-demolished skyway to see through to the other side of the train shed. That’s my foot in the corner.
Water damage dissolved the ceiling into sludge. Pillars remain, as do the plastic light covers, now on the floor.
A late look at the brewhouse, long after the stainless steel tanks were scrapped.
The roof of the King Elevator had two small vents and a terrific view of Sleeping Giant Provincial Park. Arista 100 in 120.
Looking north from the east portal of the tunnel… a beautiful place. Wilderness. Mamiya 6/Portra 160