This floor of the workhouse had corkscrew conveyors–big augers–in the floor to move material around. Most of the walls that were metal were missing, leaving the concrete structure and open doors.
A rusting disconnect gangway. The smokestack is for a boiler, if I recall.
The old hotel doesn’t like to show its age. Indeed, if it had a few paint job and soft remodel it would be fit to open–that is, if there was a need for it in this tiny rural New York town.
Like looking out of an airship.
Blue plastic siding filters the summer sun, giving the otherwise reddish-brown interior a splash of color.
“GREETING FROM BEAUTIFUL GARY–WISH YOU WERE HERE!” My postcard shot.
The service window in the Administration Tower had seen some abuse, even if it wasn’t so old.
Looking at the casting floor from the roof. In the distance are the copulas where molten metal was poured.
One of the older buildings on the site, this is an old power house that provided electricity to the plant. I spent some time walking around it and believe it was fired with coal gas but had a diesel backup installed later.