The old crane swung on windier days over the Worthington Steam Pump. This is probably last used to disassemble the antique generators, which are all now gone.
The pipes above sprayed water onto the hot coke.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
Looking down the walkway that traces the bottom side of the ore dock.
The end of the dock, done quickly and cheaply with wood. The towers were for lights, so ships could be loaded at all hours.
Looking across the ruined skyway that connects the two elevators. I wanted to walk across it, but my exploring parter held me back.
Levers and indicators to control and track the path of mine cars moving up and down the mine shaft. Note the mine depth indicators would trace paper… this is because the steel cables stretch out over time, so the line length changes with the years.
An experimental shaft dug in the 1950s and its Hoist House.
An unintentional skylight makes the inside of the office glow, showing the inside of the front door and its strange lock.