Heavy steel doors to isolate the underground magnetic separation mill from Eagle Mine’s main tunnel.
There big filters helped the mill sort through the flour, for additional milling, for example.
Sprouts of life in center of a smashed glass block.
The sun was setting outside, highlighting the textures and lines that made the form of the power plant take a fourth dimension–time.
Barrels were prepared across the street, then moved across the road with a special conveyor, seen crashed here. This is down the road from Old Taylor, and was probably a part of the Old Crow operation.
Aluminum spools replaced their wooden counterparts, later in the factory’s history.
A nice view of the aurora borealis (“Northern Lights”) strong enough to outshine the industrial lighting at the power plant. The lights in the foreground direct ships discharging coal for the station.
The winch that hauled the sea leg, a decide to unload grain from waiting boats and barges.
Bits and things in a pile in the corner of the smelter, the unsold chunks of industrial history that didn’t sell at an on-site auction before my visit.