A caustic tank in one of the unremodeled brewhouse backrooms.
A lime auger and massive feet of the lime hopper.
The sun unzipped the clouds. Mist blew across the harbor.
“Cutting torch.” The remains of a catwalk now leads to void on the sintering floor, four stories over the next solid footing. Only two staircases led to the top floor, some half dozen others were cut off for scrap.
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.
Not ghosts. Slow-moving explorers’ shadows create a ghostly effect in the ‘Old Ward’–the second floor of the Service Building.
The piano must have been a nice distraction; there is very little to do in Roberts.
The roof of the King Elevator had two small vents and a terrific view of Sleeping Giant Provincial Park. Arista 100 in 120.
Ringling’s church was built in 1914 and sits on a hill over the town.