The view from the larry, looking out at the overgrowing coke oven top. Papers listed the order of the charges for each oven, noting the sticky doors and persistent leaks. Emergency respirators and rescue gear was stored close, as long exposure to emissions from the rusty hatches could make worker pass out on the top of the ovens.
This is where the transformers were housed. Note the steel tracks in the floor for moving equipment around the building.
The stone chapel sits beside the main house and received a particularly heavy dose of gothic architectural touches.
“See anything?” “No, just more of it.” “How much to go?” “Oh god–we’ve only seen about 10%.” “Guess we should keep moving then…”
A filter to separate the sliced beets from boiling water.
A crack in a window in a wall. What’s this doing here?
A control panel that was mothballed, anticipating a time when the plant may be reactivated.
The balcony used to be beautiful, you say. I say, it still is.
When not running 24 hours a day during a campaign, the plant was being repaired. Every sugar mill has a large shop and parts room for those times.