The most pointless, beautiful and nuclear-bomb-proof catwalk I’ve been on to date. It goes between two high levels in its own bottom-lit concrete capsule in the center of the tallest, thickest building. Hang on, we’re riding this one out.
Iron lions in the doctor’s apartment guard the way to the dining room.
Looking up the tallest structure left at ACME.
Another ruined spiral staircase in the mill.
The skylights with geared-to-open windows were massive and quite functional.
The main shaft’s cable spooled with bird castings belies the fact that lives used to dangle from its steel-wound strength. Arrows on the circles would indicate the mine level the cars were currently at.
The train loading tower (left), and elevators. Check out that giant flagpole/lightning rod.
This sign was important when trains ran the length of the elevator.
The steel sea leg is so heavy it requires a huge counterweight that travels the height of the elevator.