Powdered coal would sit in these hoppers before they get mixed with water to make a slurry. Then the mixture is injected into the firebox and ignited to make a coal-powered flamethrower capable of boiling water very quickly.
The dock is still lit at night and it casts shadows over the rust-welded ore doors.
The basements of the barracks were often stone and brick, and many of them were connected by short tunnels.
The steel sea leg is so heavy it requires a huge counterweight that travels the height of the elevator.
One of my favorite visual feature of grain elevators, especially big ones, is how they repeat.
Some guerilla art for passing drivers on I-94 East to enjoy. Artist unknown.
Looking down into the lunch building of an Atlas D, near the motors for the retractable roof. In this design, the roof separates to allow the missile to be erected into launch position.
This picture typifies the industrial ideal of the early 20th century. More metal than air. More efficiency than beauty. More profits than people.
I’ve been in a lot of different mines. Some on tours, some not. If you pass through Howardsville, Colorado without going on the Old Hundred Mine Tour, you’re missing out. This is what Santiago Tunnel looked like in the 1940s when it was near the end of its life.
On the boarded-up first floor of the house proper near the door to the chapel, the last pew sites next to a wet box of Bibles.