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 working end of the blast furnace, where molten metal would flow like lava out of the furnace… a process called ‘tapping’.
A side view of the oven pusher from the ground. The tallest coal bunker looks tiny in the distance, though on the scale of the factory it’s practically on top of me as I’m taking the picture.
The small door leads to the offices, the large door leads to the shop. My back at this time is to the corrugated steel wall. At the time I wondered why there was just one steel wall, not knowing that 40 years before there was another spot for an engine here. This section of the roundhouse has become a sort of town dump–car seats, cans of paint and tires are piled into its corners.
Go on and jump in, if you want, there’s even a ladder to climb out.
This “pit” would allow workers to crawl below locomotives to service them.
These corner pilings served as bumpers… a little assurance against wind, ice, and new captains.
Generations of Two Harbors teens smoked their first weed in this abandoned building, in my estimation. Comment if I’m right!