The pipes in the boiler would be full of water, so the heat in the furnace.
A sharp turn in the coatings department twists the steel out of sight.
Looking through the trestle toward the ghost town.
An open porthole to let the history dry out a bit… note the giant anchor chains disappearing through the hole in the floor, where the rest of the length is stored. The line on the right side is stretched tight because it’s one of the cables securing the boat to shore. All this equipment is steam-powered.
Funny how sensitive modern English speakers have become to gendered language. I doubt the workers here–almost all female–were offended by this posting for ‘Workmen’s Compensation’.
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.
In a strange loft next to the brewhouse are these twin kettles, which seem much older than the main kettles in the brewhouse.
Old hospital beds.
A winding flue between the ovens for Furnace 6, capped with sketchy catwalks.