We entered the small pokey rooms at the base of the water tower and immediately sized up the problem. The
stairs had rotted away on the turn.
A helpful ladder had been propped up, but was almost as rotten as the stairs.
Mindful that the second flight of stairs after the missing turn probably had no support, we had to give up any
attempts of assent.
And I’ve since been told that the water tower has been firmly shut with metal doors.
