A wide view of the steam pump room, complete with pistons (taken apart for their brass), flywheels (covered in graffiti and rust) and pressure gauges (smashed apart for fun). I guess what I’m trying to say is, I was not disappointed.
One thing that made the Eagle Mine unique is the underground mill, left of this picture. As the rocks moved down the mill, they would be turned into finer and finer powder.
A huge steam pipe snakes between catwalks, through the floors, and toward the condensers, so the water could be recovered and reused.
Behind the main shaft is this familiar industrial sight… a running count of days since the last injury.
A wrecked pressure gauge and employee time cards.
The rust garden’s brick centerpiece contrasts the muted winter Kentucky palette.
Island Station, in the middle of the power house, in the middle of a thunder storm. Flapping pipe covers and sheets of ran penetrating one massive arched window and blasting through the other, as winds power through the building from the Mississippi. The sound of the thunder made every length of steel squeak under the pressure.
2010. A skyway connecting two Which tube carried the beer? I hope it’s the big one!
Copper poured from this furnace and was cast by the autocaster on the right into billets.