The approach to the dock is rigidly geometric. I always thought its outline was beautiful against the lake that, by contrast, was always moving.
Reflections of graffiti during spring melt.
The turned rail was to prevent runaway cars from going over the end of the dock and into the lake.
The command building and a coolant tank. In the distance, rain and hail pound Wyoming dirt.
It’s a straight view from the projection booth to the stage, but hell of a walk. At a fast pace, I think it would take 10 minutes to walk from this spot to the chair. Behind the curtains is a big white screen, so the theatre could be used for either stagework or moving pictures. The two projectors are set up for 3D movies right now–hence the little switch below the window–a Polaroid 3D synchronizer. Cool, huh?
2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
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.
Sunrise over Mill Hell, and all of Kurth’s various skyways. The elevators in the foreground date to the mid-1920s, Electric Steel is behind and is a little earlier than that.