Forklift

A huge steel tank, one of several left over, left over from either the Ashland Oil or Allied Chemical periods.

Looking out the finishing end of the sintering plant at a network of torched-off catwalks through a maze of rust and asbestos. Paradise.

The original color of the wall was probably green.

Away from the rest of the plant–as if forgotten, or hiding–is this little stamp press. Yes, this is little by press standards.

The steel sea leg is so heavy it requires a huge counterweight that travels the height of the elevator.

Stained windows and sheet metal catch the sunset from across the Ohio River.

Behind the evaporators are heavy access hatches to inspect the steam pipes within.

The end of one of the scrapped turbines. Judging by the aborted attempt at cutting it in half, the scrappers had some trouble with this one.

This battlement-like tower is the first thing one sees coming to Old Taylor from Frankfort.