Rust undermines the decade old graffiti on the steel bin.
Looking out of the brewhouse toward the river.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
This photo illustrates how vertical the complex is.
The end of the dock, done quickly and cheaply with wood. The towers were for lights, so ships could be loaded at all hours.
Mounted in an office.
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.
Spare firebox bricks palleted on the second floor, is if it was going to be repaired.