Blast Furnace 7 as seen from the ore yard. Imagine running up those stairs through blast furnace smoke.
The railing were jealous of both the bricks and bits, and chose instead to dissolve like this.
He had the knees of a stallion. RIP.
The Comm Room’s portals once supported many more conduits.
Tucked-into the side of the concentration mill… these machines were meant to crush underground rock into a fine dust for mineral extraction.
The skylights with geared-to-open windows were massive and quite functional.
The purpose of the concentrator was to separate the gold and silver-rich ore from the waste rock. You can tell from the design that the process relies heavily on gravity.
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.
Kate in the Atlas E, which is essentially a buried Atlas D. Above is the protective steel blast door.