A tunnel connecting the two larger caves in the hill; those that Jacob vented in the rear. The vents are still extant!
Hip bump girl.
The shaft house, where hydraulic steel doors allowed or denied entry into the mine shaft. Overhead is a light and alarm. If it sounds, the mine is being evacuated, and you best not go in and best stay the hell out of the way. Locals dump tires here, now.
Looking into the half-demolished, half-dismantled conveyor for the sea leg.
Near the base of the mesa is a modern house, which seems to be a ranch of some sort. What a fantastic spot to live, but for the fact every rainstorm floods the arryos, muddy ditches at the bottom of gullies, making it impossible to travel.
The headquarters for the plant was in the middle of it. It’s abandoned but well preserved–a strange sight in Gary, Indiana.
Looking at the casting floor from the roof. In the distance are the copulas where molten metal was poured.
Robotic pincers to move molten rods of glass between machines.
A sharp turn in the coatings department twists the steel out of sight.