Records of ore samples, mostly ruined by the water flowing into the space.
Sliding fireproof doors and an old hydrant at Harlowton’s old yards.
The top floor of the apartment seemed so empty without the furniture that once adorned it. Instead, my eyes were drawn to the worn paths in the floor between the rooms.
There’s a roof problem above the surgical suite.
Between the Old Crow and Old Taylor bonded warehouses are some of the fouled barrels, now the only ones left, which were left to rot in the elements. Nearby in a loading bay that has obviously been disused longer than the rest of the property, terra cotta roofing waits in crates.
A wimpy crane by most standards, only suitable for moving around parts of steam turbines.
Without a conveyor belt, this tripper seems lost. The job of this machine was simply to take grains from the moving conveyor belt and eject it into the silos via the chutes on the sides. Note all the dust collection venting added to the machine to suck up any explosive grain dust.
The floor in this building (now demolished) was very rotten. This picture was taken through a window from very firm ground.
Water damage dissolved the ceiling into sludge. Pillars remain, as do the plastic light covers, now on the floor.