One of my favorite pictures of the tunnel. I am holding a bike rim and wearing a headlamp. My friend triggered the flash just behind my lower back. The fog is a temperature inversion at the entrance of the tunnel; it was 102 degrees outside of the tunnel and about 50 degrees inside, and humid.
The top of the docks are so rotten in places that you can see the lake through the boards. In the foreground you can see the controls for the chutes, which work on a clutch.
The giant cog is missing on this machine, which turned a sugar slurry intro crystals. Green-blue stained glass makes the rusty machine glow in aquamarine.
The final ball mill in the Chain O’ Mines concentrator. Behind it was a bucket of steel balls.
A vintage X-Ray machine in the oldest section of the hospital.
An industrial cart next to an inspection point on the evaporator floor.
The Big Dipper brought its friends into view, and the best seat is 80-feet up.
Fire buckets did not have flat bottoms so they could never be used for other buckety tasks, and were thus always handy in an actual fire.
Looking through the washer that is the first stop for the dredgings.