Between the catwalks of Furnace 6, the molted ore would flow through the chute.
Where the trees are sprouting–below the skyways and criss-crossing pipes–are two sets of railroad tracks that turned through this narrow alleyway through the middle of the production line to drop off raw materials and pick up finished product.
One of thousands in the complex. Part of a series of photographs where I capture the number “13” in industrial settings.
Offices above the labs. Note all the air handling equipment. I love the utilitarian design.
Some local kids were having a fire extinguisher fight when I walked into the lab one day.
The end of the dock disappears in the fog.
A brewmaster’s desk leans beside a long-disused stainless steel kettle. The staircase above goes to another level of kettles, which are visibly older.
The coke plant looked more natural through a grimy window.
Just outside of the blast furnace is a series of platforms and catwalks to bring workers to the stoves.