Above my head while taking this picture was the seal of the Department of the Interior.
This section of the hospital recently collapsed.
In the many-windowed metal building, the lumberyard buildings and the abandoned starch works buildings are separated by a thick wall of pallets.
The railing were jealous of both the bricks and bits, and chose instead to dissolve like this.
When the factory’s production line was up for auction, many parts were removed, crated and labeled with big painted numbers to ease their removal by buyers. Not everything sold, however, so not one dark corner of the factory seems without a pile of dislocated industrial junk.
On deck, looking at the door to the engine room.
A staircase threads between the top floor and the sluices, which are in the middle of the dredge-mill.