Cat paw prints on the control panels. Remember to lock-out-tag-out, Power Raccoons, and keep your own keys.
Though it’s a little unclear what control station controlled what function, these levers seemed to relate to some of the bigger equipment inside the dredge, such as the trommel.
Near the old slag dump there are the remains of the pouring buckets that received the molten steel from the US Steel blast furnaces, filled to the brim with pig iron. They must be incredibly heavy!
I wish I knew what has become of this great one-of-a-kind sign that used to brag how many days the Clyde Iron factory has gone without a serious accident. Update: It’s hanging in one of the smaller venue spaces behind the bar.
Asbestos rope isn’t something you can buy at Home Depot anymore, but it’s fire and heat resistant stuff; great for industrial work, like in a sugar mill.
Employee lockers near the stage, Service Building.
Artifacts from the days this was a furniture factory and warehouse.
A big sign marks where the elevated walkway is severed where Dock 2 used to meet Dock 3, now gone.
I assume this sign used to sit near the highway that snakes around the mine and town.