Squinting from the top floor through the skyway, one can feel small, like they’re in a heavy industrial dollhouse.
Looking into the mouth of the hopper which mine carts dumped into at the top of the Concentrator.
Here, you can see the edge of the foundation of the 19th century roundhouse.
Artifacts from the days this was a furniture factory and warehouse.
A more recent look into the milling floor… the past decade hasn’t been good for this mill.
This was one of two skyways that went between production line offices. It’s easy to tell because it’s not reinforced for machinery to travel through it. I also like that it’s a double-decker, so to speak.
The coal extractor swings back and forth, ripping coal from the ground and throwing it on a conveyor belt to be burned a few miles away.
Judging from old pictures and maps, raw ore was dumped through these hatches, stamped into a rough powder, and hastily sorted before sending the best ore to the mill. Mills charged by tons of rock sent to them, so it did not pay to send them obvious tails.