pyestock | your guess is as good as mine
03|03|07

One of the windows in the glass wall was open and I climbed through. I now found myself on a track-bed outside the Air House, sandwiched between its sheer vertical glass wall and eight huge exhaust vents. More photo opportunities beckoned; and more photographs were rejected later. But, it confirmed the general feelings that Pyestock was a site of endless surprises and endless opportunity.