Near the base of the mesa is a modern house, which seems to be a ranch of some sort. What a fantastic spot to live, but for the fact every rainstorm floods the arryos, muddy ditches at the bottom of gullies, making it impossible to travel.
Cracked gauges have a certain quality that hearkens to movies, I think. One can imagine the gauges going off the scales before dramatically cracking, throwing glass right at the camera. This damage, however, is unfortunate vandalism.
“Ballistite is a smokeless propellant made from two high explosives, nitrocellulose and nitroglycerine. It was developed and patented by Alfred Nobel in the late 19th century.” -Wikipedia.
Shadows of the rusty trestle and cold control towers on the Barker. Workers are preparing to swing over the sides of the boat to help secure her to the Minnesota Power dock.
A Kiva is an underground, or partly underground, chamber for ceremonies.
Looking toward the power station at the edge of the explosives plant.
A shuttered house at the end of the block doesn’t even have boards on it anymore.
Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
The middle missile launcher, as seen from the roof of its neighbor.