I wish I knew what has become of this great one-of-a-kind sign that used to brag how many days the Clyde Iron factory has gone without a serious accident. Update: It’s hanging in one of the smaller venue spaces behind the bar.
North of the assembly complex is a storage network of earthen and concrete bunkers.
The left wall is stacked high with wooden crates holding spools. Tags hang on machines describing the last batch of silk the mill ever produced.
One of the last improvements to this elevator was the addition of a new scale in 1968.
In a protected wing of a launcher are these empty server racks where guidance and control computers were stored.
Where the approach meets the dock.
Some of the internal staircases were fitted with cages that wound round down the stairs to deter suicidal patients from taking a dive.
The last of four radar domes on the base.
The ice reflects the blue sky on the rust. The sunset blasts through the concrete pillars holding it all up.