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How did one access those bleachers?

Can't help but snicker at the graffiti on the shallow end of the pool wall, juvenile as it is.

This is one of the reasons I advise people to stay away from windows while urbexing and not take too long with camera shots looking out. Even if you're so disguised that a Marine sniper couldn't spot you with their eyes a thermal cam can see you as clear as day.

Oh, and if you think you're being followed Motts a friend of mine advises that a nifty field trick is to put buckets of (nonpolluted) water over doors like a prankster if you have nothing else handy or full of something that will make lots of noise but not hurt whoever it falls on if the only water around is a health hazard. That, or a chair/table propped against the door just at the point where it will tip over if the door's opened. In either case the worst that will happen to the victim is a little bath or needing a change of underwear while you get a timely warning.

A couple of my aunts are nurses and have operated gizmos like these back in the day; the first generations of new medical technology literally being field-tested with technology about at the level of "bamboo technology" from Gilligan's Island.

Ah, trying to get in touch with someone back in the days when wired land phones and letters were all there were.

Heh. reminds me of my high school; my sophmore year the gym got water damaged so bad that gym class was cancelled the entire year, we literally did nothing but sit in a portable and watch movies.

Part of the heating system. Look just under the seat and there's a sizable pipe opening, plus being around the radiators along the wall, though exactly WHAT part has me stumped.

Insane. That's quite a testament to the quality of the fixture and the wiring that it hasn't shorted and started a fire or at least burned out the fixture or bulb. Also a stern reminder for us urbexers about watching what we touch.

ye gads, i wouldn't touch that with a fiberglass pole. Probably a cell repeater or radio for emergency services. You'd be shocked (pun intended) about how many slop-job setup like this are used to set up repeaters in places way off the beaten path so they have decent coverage.

My darling fiance has endured #4...MULTIPLE times...because of the condition she was born with. She still has nightmares.

"I see a crutch without an owner...carefully preserved..."

Any clues what the boxes might have been used for?

ACK! Don't scare us like that, Motts!

Motts, giving us poor Internet dwellers the best Christmas presents ever! (love the 'guppy' graffiti on the door)

Those niches in the back are too small, and seemed to just be closet space. There were small rooms that almost seemed like confessionals (next photo), but they were probably just changing stations as there was no communication window. Most hospitals this size catered to a variety of religions, with multiple services held at different times (especially on Sundays).