Behind the factory was an old truck, blocked in by overgrown trees on one side and the buildings on the other.
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.
Sprays of water kept the muddy mixture flowing across the sluices, which filtered out gold particles from gravel and dirty.
The bottom of the tailings boom is rotten. In days when the dredge, floated, gangways connected it to shore, it seemed. You can see the size of the pontoons under the boat here.
A one-of-a-kind installation in Armour’s otherwise gutted engine house.
Levers and indicators to control and track the path of mine cars moving up and down the mine shaft. Note the mine depth indicators would trace paper… this is because the steel cables stretch out over time, so the line length changes with the years.
Taken at a junction in the tube world.
Play on, Hunter. (Two keys worked on this thing.)
In the middle of Electric Steel, dust collector vents cross-cross out of sight.