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| One of my personal favorites -- picnic benches in a tree? You can't even tell that they're about 60 feet off the ground right now! It's a cute little tree house, but I can't figure out just how the hell anyone could get up there to enjoy it.
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| This is another staff bungalow that looks like it's roof is in fairly imminent danger of collapsing. |
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| If you worked at The Pines, you either lived here or in the main building in one of the ultra-cheapo substandard rooms. I honestly could not even imagine working at The Pines. The employees always seemed happy to me, but graffiti in employees-only areas suggests that they were quite contemptful. |
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| The hotel can be seen in the background of this shot. These buildings are actually filled with stuff, but I don't know what kind of stuff, because they're boarded up as you can see. Kinda shitty, because I'm curious as to what cool stuff (read: treasure and gold deplumes) they could hold inside. |
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| This is a shot of the tennis center. This also used to be where you would rent your skis from before the ski chalet burned down in the early 90s. I never played tennis in here, obviously, as I was only an elementary school kid when I used to go. But please, do take note of that glowing orange dot known as a street light. Lighting requires electricity and electricity requires a person to pay an electric bill. That means that someone still cares about this building, because they're paying for it to be powered! This is one spot I would NOT enter! (Photo Credit: Jessica Doherty) |
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| There is a strange little house off to the side of the Hampshire building, right on Laurel Ave. I don't know who lives there, if anyone ever did, or what the deal with the place is. If anyone knows, I'm dying to know. (Photo Credit: Jessica Doherty) |
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