Word of mouth drove my friend Madie and I to an old abandoned aircraft hangar, on a day still too hot to be September. Unfortunately, I do not know the history of the site, but left for dead were seven cargo planes and the like, and a sad old warehouse. The scene looked post-apocalyptic, the airplanes deemed totally dysfunctional, with electrical wiring gnarled and out of place, broken windows, defacement by graffiti, evidence of fire, and no-strings-attached vandalism. The site was eerie, being in the middle of a farm field outside the city, it was quiet, and the only sound to be heard was the settling of gravel underfoot. The tone of the scene, however, did not reflect our mood, and many photos were to be taken, much fun was to be had, and much exploring to be done.
Photography by Madisson Hrimnak