This was taken before the top of the docks really started to rot-out; now this stretch past the crane is distinctly unsafe to cross. Still, you can’t beat the view of Dock #2 winding into the distance, where the approach is chopped-off before the yard used to extend.
Rivets are sexy, and this old machine has more than a fair share.
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
The Dock 5 sign at track level. Probably as an aid to sailors reboarding their vessels.
The great stenciled number on this chute caught my eye.
The holes were for men to poke reluctant ore with long poles, with the hope that a lucky jab would let the load slide down into the boat below. Now they’re just traps.
This is the former air compressor house–one of them, at least–which turned steam power into air power to drive machinery across the production line.
In the steam plant, steam pipes bundled in canvas and asbestos criss-cross the walls.