There is something so intriguing about an abandoned building. Something so intriguing that you can find yourself not only lost in its eerie remains, but lost in its history. What was it like to work here? Why was it built? Why has time forgotten it? There are often fewer answers than questions, but in the confines of a building you can always find an adventure, maybe a slackline, and perhaps even run into a skunk on your way out. Or at least that was Hobbs and my adventure. You may have to find your own.