A massive steel sheer’s equally massive drive cog. Imagine the force.
These stairs connected some small main-level offices with one of the main sewing rooms above. Because the roof on this building was strong, it was pretty well preserved–look at those colors. Through the open fire door on the left, though, you can see that the roof has given out.
The rust garden’s brick centerpiece contrasts the muted winter Kentucky palette.
It seems like this pipe was made to return dust to the collector in the main workhouse from the annex.
The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot.
Connecting the ground and the sky.
One level below where the cotton was nitrated, the fumes must have been powerful. This floor had several massive ventilation fans in its walls.
This might have been part of the Pioneer Pellet Plant. It looks to be a ball mill, which pulverizes ore by spinning it with thousands of ball bearings.
No wonder the factory shut down; everyone was scheduled to work 9 to 5 and the clock’s broken! (In all seriousness, this is/used to be a beautiful timepiece, especially for a utilitarian factory like this.