This wheel scoops the washings from the sluice room and places it on the tailings conveyor.
Looking up from the industrial courtyard.
A view from the loft in the shipping/receiving building, where the crane operator would step into his cab.
Birch shadows on stone walls… have you been looking at my Christmas list?
A staircase leads behind three of the dock chutes, seemingly to nowhere. The lower on the left held one end of a string of lights above the dock.
No wonder the factory shut down; everyone was scheduled to work 9 to 5 and the clock’s broken! (In all seriousness, this is/used to be a beautiful timepiece, especially for a utilitarian factory like this.
A rusting disconnect gangway. The smokestack is for a boiler, if I recall.
The people that stayed here carved bowls from the mesa itself to collect water.
In a strange loft next to the brewhouse are these twin kettles, which seem much older than the main kettles in the brewhouse.