Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
Rows of offices under the power plant, which was in the middle of being demolished during my adventure. Despite the snow, this was meant as an interior.
Standing where the Final Assembly Building used to hum and staring across the former site of the Sheet Metal and Spring buildings. Today, of course, the Foundry is gone as well, so you’d be looking across Prairie Ave.
Sunbeams under the sintering belt. Support cradles for the wires crossing the factory are falling down.
Part of the plant has been reused as a scrap metal yard.
A back-lit tree with the silhouette of a roof spire in the background.
San Luis may not be a ghost town, but it’s aspiring by all indications. Luckily, it’s close enough to Cuba, NM to hang onto life, unlike the other ghost towns down the road.
Counter-weighted ore cars alternately filled and emptied to feed Furnace 7. Honestly, though, the corner-mounted cranes are sexier in my opinion. Note the trees growing from the stacks.
Employee lockers near the stage, Service Building.