Looking toward a void–formerly a hallway to the mineshaft–now a hole in the ground.
I really like the way this high-ceilinged room is decaying. Well, decayed. It’s demolished now.
One of the many blast doors. Note the plunger to seal off the airflow in the event of an attack or accidental explosion.
Because the shaft is nearly vertical, rocks riding inside shift a lot. To keep them from breaking down the door and raining into the shaft.
Before each warhead was crated, it was inspected.
One of the former sanitorium common rooms. Its interior is at the end of one of the wards and is lined with glass brick.
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 office building was fancy compared to the utilitarian factory behind it. My favorite part was the logo crown.
In a strange loft next to the brewhouse are these twin kettles, which seem much older than the main kettles in the brewhouse.