The turned rail was to prevent runaway cars from going over the end of the dock and into the lake.
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.
What looks to be a skip for repairing the dock, in the concrete steeple.
A simple porcelain fountain in the original brewhouse. The water fountain, no doubt, is not original.
To get more light into the wards, the building was narrow and had angular rooms, often staff space, perpendicular to the main hallway.
A typical dwelling in San Luis. I could not tell if it was occupied, but most of the town is abandoned.
Robotic pincers to move molten rods of glass between machines.
A huge steam pipe snakes between catwalks, through the floors, and toward the condensers, so the water could be recovered and reused.
There were three main stockhouses, two of which still exist, that are filled with tanks like these in addition to Fermentation. Each tank is the size of the city bus and few are left after the 2008-2009 scrapings.