Looking at the last wall of the hotel from the banks of the river.
The third floor corridor is not so welcoming, as it requires visitors to walk along the support breams without the luxury of a floor. I didn’t mind, but I can’t see the family with young children that was also exploring Noisy doing the same.
The control room floats above the top of the dock atop a spiral staircase.
The rumors were true. Success is sweet.
An abandoned house at Tilston, MB.
A machine to cast copper billets.
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.
Scanned after being recovered from the bottom of an old wooden box for a few years. Circa 2005.