Through a section of the tailings boom where mountain winds tore open the sheet metal around the conveyor, I poked my head out.
Looking at ADM-1 from beside ADM-4, back when ADM-4 had a train shed and ADM-1 had a skyway. In the thick woods beneath the skyway was a long time homeless camp… most of its residents were very friendly.
The rust garden’s brick centerpiece contrasts the muted winter Kentucky palette.
A panorama next to a long abandoned adit. The tram has seen better days.
This gives you a sense for what it looks like to stand on the roof of the main production building at sunset.
The room on the right with the higher doors is the coal receiving room; this used to have a trestle that elevated coal trains over it, so they could dump into basement silos.
Colleen on the roof.
Lit by the glow of St. Paul’s West Seventh bars, highlighted by the cool blue of the sleepy section of South Side. This castle-like tower can be seen for miles around town; a Landmark at the brewery that brewed a brew by the that name.
The bricks are decaying at different rates at this corner, making it especially colorful.