When I saw this section, I knew the dock was abandoned.
Ducking the steam lines overhead between the mixers and compressors, a water tower says “good morning,” right past the slack power lines. This is the sleepy uptown of the war city.
Birch shadows on stone walls… have you been looking at my Christmas list?
The aerial tram at the Mayflower Mill gives a sense of what the Gold Prince Mill in Animas Forks once looked like. Trams connected the mill to the mines around it without the need to negotiate trees, rivers, and rough terrain.
Fermenters and mixing tanks fill this brewing room. The lighting is all natural, and is partially owed to a crumbling wall letting the sunset blast the interior in almost perfect profile.
Everything had to be tested before being sent to the front lines. Here’s where smaller ammunition would be test-fired. I was able to dig up several misfired rounds. Now they live in my collection of oddities.
The crane on Dock 2, as seen from Dock 4 right after sunset. Notice the old light tower is warped.
This building would store and maintain warheads. It was right next to the launch pad, but the two were separated by a high mound.
A classroom, perhaps from the days when the city owned the building.