One of the many exposed steam tunnels, unearthed by erosion and broken into by farm tractors and bored kids.
The powered lime hopper had a lot of levels.
At sunrise the fog rose near the solvent recovery line. You can barely read the “XXX” warning.
Looking up the rock house.
The Sun Rooms, or Common Rooms, reminded me of the Panopitcon turned inside-out.
Shells of mixing buildings.
I had to search the shelves a while to find this old logbook. The open page lists changes in stock numbers for Cutler Hammer Coils, and one row says that a new coil was installed on the black larry. The larry is the machine that loads coke ovens.
I found a face.
We know what the ladies’ favorite treats were! Found holding parts on a repair cart.