The back door into the old distillery building. Not castle-like at all, sadly.
A long exposure of the launch pad and its dedicated guard shack. In the middle of the base is a tall antenna which was part of the MARS program during the Gulf War. The MARS program helped connect calls between deployed soldiers and their families.
There is a cool old air compressor in the corner of the powerhouse.
The holes were for men to poke reluctant ore with long poles, with the hope that a lucky jab would let the load slide down into the boat below. Now they’re just traps.
Like a grave marker, a single post remembers where Dock 3 stood on the bay.
The pits have long since been filled so the roundhouse could be used for storage.
The whole smelter ran on gravity… elevating the various raw materials and working with them until at the bottom of the furnace, copper poured out.
The hospital is so self art deco that it seems like a film set!