A soft dappled light penetrates through one of the once grand, now dirty windows, lighting up the dust in the air. It was quite a sight due to the intensely dark and over powering shadows in the background.

I was the skeleton of a decommissioned power station. Such a great sight, such size, it is hard to believe that the place was just left standing there. Walking through the old housing where the generators once stood, now, all that is lift is the concrete bases and the steel supports which are too thick to cut with simple means. The rest of it has been stripped and sold off as scrap. The coal shoots’ are still there only due to their in-accessible location, approximately 5 stories up in the roof.

Nature slowly reclaiming....

Coal shoots are above...

One of the coal shoots.

As I walked through the old chambers, there are still signs lift behind, which offer a glimpse back in time to an era long past, to the days of the apartheid.

Health hazard warnings are throughout the buildings.

Inside the base of one of the chimneys.

A chimney maintenance hatch.

Rush and Rivets.

One of the structural supports.

Coal distribution warehouse

Part of the power station...