Imagine with yellow window guards are eyebrows and the open windows are the eyes. This headframe seems a bit curious.
At sunset the light skips from puddle to stagnant puddle across the whole foundry room, playing with the classic sawtooth roof with half-hearted shadows.
The elevator tower seems to have been built with expansion of the dock in mind.
The hoist signal dangling beside the modern mine shaft would ring a bell next to the giant electric motors that would send the men and machinery into the underground.
Aaron by the concentrator.
Silverton’s elevator, pictured here, is still active.
The spiral staircase ends in the basement, where two oil tanks (for the lantern) and a freshwater tank (for the Keeper) were stored. The basement consists of two long arched vaults like this.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
The last batch of molded metal stuck in the chute, this metallurgical furnace was falling apart brick by disintegrating brick b the time I got to it. On the upper floors there is a sophisticated network of vents and chimneys to make these little furnaces as hot as possible.