Engineering Factory

The air is hot in May. A high fence of thick netting, covered with wild grapes, masked the rusty barbed wire underneath. The cracked bricks of the factory floor cracked from a series of heat and humidity. The clouding windows hadn't seen rags in years.

 

Wading through thickets of shrubbery and tall grass in place of the long flowerbed that ran along the fence, I peered through the windows behind which people had once worked to the rumble of metal and the noise of electric motors. After a little digging, I get inside.

  The life had been gone for a long time. In that time, the plaster has migrated down smoothly and the paint on the machines has peeled off. It's nicely rusted. The machines are not the most common. There are Soviet CNC's, and there are simple, but imported ones. The shop is long, and it takes a long walk to the second wall. There was a power line that fed the machines along each row. Turning left, we enter the hall with the vacuum furnaces. Along the wall, there are doors. Let's open some of them. Stacks of parts, blanks and tools. Small assembly and soldering areas. A few more angles, and we move on. I go outside and move on. There are four other large buildings nearby, it should be interesting somewhere for sure. I look through the windows. I see white tables and crumbling plaster. I take a closer look and find something covered with plastic sheeting. Here is the measurement laboratory. On the tables are the instruments for determining the physical and mechanical properties of the products which the plant produced. Considering its profile, it becomes clear, why the precision was so important. There was a similar room in the first workshop. Universal measuring microscope. On it you can measure the linear and angular dimensions of products in Cartesian and polar coordinates. It was so carefully covered with polyethylene that after all this time it could be started up right now. This microscope is a Class I precision instrument and can measure to 1 micron and 1 minute accuracy. Comparator. It, too, is needed to measure the dimensions of various objects. We open the door and, after walking down the corridor a little bit forward, we find ourselves in another interesting place. The workshop where the radio electronics were repaired. Here at the tables on comfortable and not so comfortable chairs the radio engineers were sitting and soldering parts. And these cabinets held what they soldered. It's time to leave. Evening is coming. The sun was gradually dyeing the green-grown roads and workshops in golden colors. I walked to the last workshop, as it turned out later, the brightest. The shop is oriented in such a way that it gets the most light through the windows. It looks especially beautiful in the evening. I go down. Olives in oil. The olives here are the painted machines, and the yellow oil are the sunrays. Spiders love the sun, too. The sunset has come. Some pictures of the outside. The old trucks that have been rotting here for a couple of decades. Until we meet again!