A storage vault for guns and other weapons to protect the base from attack.
I did not take the escape ladder to the surface, but I am told it pops up in the middle of a hill next to the missile silo doors.
Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.
Plaster doesn’t last long without a roof.
The working end of the blast furnace, where molten metal would flow like lava out of the furnace… a process called ‘tapping’.
The seminal architectural feature of the old hospital–the parts built by Illinois Central Railroad–was this staircase. Wide and graceful, adorned with paint chips and fire extinguishers, and leading from offices to surgical suites to the cafeteria.
A washout two thirds of the way down the tram gave me a place to relax in the thin air.
It’s unclear where this walkway once connected. Perhaps there used to be a building here that covered the entrance to the Santiago Tunnel…
Looking out of the boarded windows in the Great Western Sugar office.