Without a conveyor belt, this tripper seems lost. The job of this machine was simply to take grains from the moving conveyor belt and eject it into the silos via the chutes on the sides. Note all the dust collection venting added to the machine to suck up any explosive grain dust.
Originally, this part of the dock was reserved for the weather station.
This was a living space for the keepers during storms, when it was too dangerous to return to the houses on the point.
#67, one of the only lockers that is not crunched to the point it refuses to open. In the corner of the small office area.
A volcano (?) under a window.
Robotic pincers to move molten rods of glass between machines.
Point me to the blast furnace.
Looking into the half-demolished, half-dismantled conveyor for the sea leg.
Counter-weighted ore cars alternately filled and emptied to feed Furnace 7. Honestly, though, the corner-mounted cranes are sexier in my opinion. Note the trees growing from the stacks.