Looking at the entrance of the powerplant from its lowest catwalk.
I wonder if these handcarts will become decoration for the hotel being building next to the silos.
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.
Paperwork in the control room, dated 1958.
Records of dead machines rot on the accounting office floor.
Stacks of patient record cards; names in the graveyard. All ‘Not Improved’.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.
I follow this advice every day. You should too.
Most of the gauges on the control panels were broken.