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Call me flatlight. I only take pictures at high noon because that's about the time I end up getting anywhere. If I see any hint of "alpenglow" or "the golden hour" I turn around and go back to bed. Because of this only strive for a minimum level of journalistic integrity.
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Very nice view, like, best regards
Wonderful Picture!!!!
Favorite and Like!!!!
Corey
A company town. The song says " ...I owe my soul to the Company Store." Phelps Dodge owned the whole town, but the housing, store, hospital was pretty good living. Company personnel came around to repair problems. They did not actually own the schools, where I worked, but in effect they did. When Company officials spoke, it was done.
This has not changed much now in the 2000s, but the number of personnel is greatly reduced due to greataer efficiency. Freeport McMoran is now the owner.
Greetings from Texas, USA (formerly from Morenci, AZ in the 70's)
Look at the cars. This is an historical photo. Thank you!
Such a concentrator crushed the small precrushed ore further so that it baecame a powder. This was done inside huge steel drums together with many "cannonballs". Perhaps you can imagine the roar as several of these huge drums rolled at the same time inside this building. The powdered ore was then concentrated in another part of the building by a floatation method whereby the copper bearing particles adhered to bubbles on top and were skimmed off. Then--on to the smelter. All this process is obsolete now, as far as I know in all the US. Read other comments on this photgrapher's site to learn more.
Greetings from Texas, USA (formerly of Morenci, AZ in the 70s).
You are correct, rmonge67, at night the slag cars would follow the top edge of that dump, and then tip sideways pouring bright oragen hot lava. Another drop of slag added.
The 550 ft (or so) smoke stacks were drilled full of holes at the bottom on one side. Explosives were added. One at a time the stacks fell like trees. One broke on the way down, but the other fell precisely into a trench dug for the purpose. They are still there--underground. I understand that a film of the event was used in some Hollywood movie, but I don't know which one.
Greetings from Texas, USA (formerly of Morenci, Arizona in the 70s)
This is an historical photo. Thank you! Today they use trucks which can each carry four to five tirain cars' worth (400+ tons each) and are easier to direct to different locations. The trains required the whole track to be moved in sections--just like the old Lionel toy trains.
Also, the ore is no longer concentrated and smelted. Now it is simply dumped over an area. A huge sprinkler system is installed and acid is sprayed over it. Tha acid leaches copper as it trickles through the broken ore. It is collected at the bottom at a dam, where it is now a pretty blue color. The concentrate is electrically charged and settles onto thin copper plates. At this point it is useably pure for most purposes. The whole process uses far less labor and is far cleaner than the old system.
Greetings from Texas, USA (but formerly from Morenci, Arizona in the 1970s)
"L+f" Azphotons, for your very beautiful and sympathic capture. With my best greetings
Hello Azphotons. And "l+f", for your very beautiful and interesting panoramic shot on Bisbee
May I use these photos for a digital history project relating to the New Cornelia Mine? I spent many years listening to stories about this particular mine from family members. In fact, I can vaguely remember watching the slag slide down the side of the hill. Of course, I would credit you with taking the photograph. Thanks!
New Cornelia mine open pit back in 1983 or 4 when it was still operating. This bottom was as far as the trains would go and Phelps Dodge was planning to dig another 900 feet and haul by truck to a transfer station to load the trains for the trip up to the crusher (or waste rock dumps.) The transfer station is the wide white spot on the right edge of the last terrace. You can just see the square where haul trucks would have backed up to dump into transfer bins that would then be emptied into the train cars.