As my friend Jonathan would say, “on a human scale.”
Different doors for different vehicles, I would guess. White Pine Mine used tire-based vehicles, rather than track-based, making it pretty different than other mines I’ve been to.
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.
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.
Giant ingredient hoppers stand on a concrete floor covered in peeled paint.
A view of the government presses, with pages of law across the floor covered in footprints.
Almost all of the doors and windows on the ground floor have been boarded, leaving the ground level very dark.
Christmas lights from the time Island Station was an art studio lean against a rusty boiler.
King Elevator sits in the corner of a more recently-defunct lumber mill: Great Western Timber. Perhaps in the future I will write the history of it. Arista 100 in 120.