Raab strolling where the coal and ore would be dumped by trains that traveled along the top of the concrete pilings.
A quick shot to show the mineshaft in context with the smelter. Did I mention the smelter’s stack is unreasonably gigantic?
Detail view of one of the fermenting tanks, still set-up for the distillery tours that no doubt took place when there last were such things. Nevertheless, the capacity of this tank multiplied across these all over the distillery floor really shows the power this company once had.
The chief engineer had many phones. It’s my guess one connects to the pilot house and the other connects to the emergency steerage station that’s mid-deck.
The underside of the dock seemed almost like a cathedral to industry with vaulted ceilings.
The turbine hall, without turbines. I guess that makes this a hall… at least it has a clock.
The guard shack protecting the Nike launch pad.
A high-voltage tunnel sheathed in concrete dips below ground near a shell packing building that now stores fireworks.