Every timber pillar was numbered for maintenance purposes.
One of the oldest buildings had a wide central staircase with well worn steps. They were utilitarian and beautiful.
The control room was used through the mid-1990s as the plant was used to stabilize the power grid.
Looking through the trestle toward the ghost town.
Looking into the Argo Tunnel at its Idaho Springs portal. I was hoping to see tracks and a steel door, but found a busy crew of environmental workers installing a pipe between the bulkhead and new water plant.
This is part of the oldest section of factory, one that hasn’t had a roof in a long time and all usable equipment has been extracted. The machines pictured would spin sliced beets in boiling water… it was a sealed system before someone cut holes on sides of each unit.
The secret sweet-yet-salty center of the nameless factoryscape. Home base, tuned to rule the AC and turn out Product X at record rates, I’m sure.
Like a grave marker, a single post remembers where Dock 3 stood on the bay.
Looking at the tallest part of the plant from a skeletal loading dock. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.