Looking north from the east portal of the tunnel… a beautiful place. Wilderness. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
Sleeping bags mark this former courtyard as a crash pad for the local homeless.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
One chute drops grain on a conveyor for storage in the north silo cluster, while another is ready to deposit the flow where the conveyor cannot reach. Instead of engineering the belt to trip in reverse, the silos under the workhouses have their own chutes.
Happy mine bacteria ‘chews’ away at one of the narrow gauge rail ties still embedded in the sand floor. The orange color is not a mistake of mine; it is the result of different minerals leeching into the water table and draining into the mine. Keep in mind that, about 100 feet above, is the Ford plant itself!
Scrappers infamously gutted the factory, but this one green conduit going from the sintering floor all the way to ground level seems to have been spared.
The snowflake (?) patterns were hand-laid throughout the hospital. It is possible some or all of these tiles were laid by patients, as it is on record that they were used for simple tasks in the name of occupational therapy.
The pigeons and raccoons have no use for these, so they will sit empty until snow or fire removes them by force.