Atlas Gorge
Hachey & Varga Cartographers; main mill with boiler house.
The Machine Shop.
Mulder’s Diner
Buddy’s Flat Fix.
Prater’s Carpentry & Hardware
Concrete Spillway Wall
Scully's Taxi
2,500 years would go by before the mapmaker’s mill would be built. On a warm spring day two and a half millennia ago, an ice dam broke, sending a torrent of glacial water blasting though rock and earth at sixty miles per hour. By the end of that spring day, the Atlas Gorge was born. Carved and scarred by ice age turbulence, the Gorge would eventually be home to Hachey & Varga Cartography. By the late 1800’s Thomas Michael Hachey and Francis Varga came upon the Gorge during one of their map making expeditions. With its ever-rushing waters, it seemed fitting that they built a great mill over the Gorge, harnessing its natural flow to power their map and atlas printing efforts.
The main building, Hachey & Varga Cartographers, sits grandly above the gorge. It’s distinct and prominent tower, defines its landmark status in town. An adjacent boiler house, churns black smoke from its stacks supplying auxiliary power when the river runs low. With its intricate printing and binding equipment, a sturdy concrete block machine shop provides support and maintenance.
Across the road sits J. Prater, Carpenters, a wood working and hardware shop. Its main structure branches off into smaller ones, each clinging to the shear rock of the gorge.
Fresh steak chops sizzle on the grill, waiting to raise your cholesterol levels at Mulder’s Diner. Should your pickup need a tire repair, stop by Buddy’s Flat Fix. Buddy will have some colorful words for you if you don’t pull up in a Chevy, but he’ll fix your piece of junk anyway (his words, not ours).
The Machine Shop.
Mulder’s Diner
Buddy’s Flat Fix.
Prater’s Carpentry & Hardware
Concrete Spillway Wall
Scully's Taxi
2,500 years would go by before the mapmaker’s mill would be built. On a warm spring day two and a half millennia ago, an ice dam broke, sending a torrent of glacial water blasting though rock and earth at sixty miles per hour. By the end of that spring day, the Atlas Gorge was born. Carved and scarred by ice age turbulence, the Gorge would eventually be home to Hachey & Varga Cartography. By the late 1800’s Thomas Michael Hachey and Francis Varga came upon the Gorge during one of their map making expeditions. With its ever-rushing waters, it seemed fitting that they built a great mill over the Gorge, harnessing its natural flow to power their map and atlas printing efforts.
The main building, Hachey & Varga Cartographers, sits grandly above the gorge. It’s distinct and prominent tower, defines its landmark status in town. An adjacent boiler house, churns black smoke from its stacks supplying auxiliary power when the river runs low. With its intricate printing and binding equipment, a sturdy concrete block machine shop provides support and maintenance.
Across the road sits J. Prater, Carpenters, a wood working and hardware shop. Its main structure branches off into smaller ones, each clinging to the shear rock of the gorge.
Fresh steak chops sizzle on the grill, waiting to raise your cholesterol levels at Mulder’s Diner. Should your pickup need a tire repair, stop by Buddy’s Flat Fix. Buddy will have some colorful words for you if you don’t pull up in a Chevy, but he’ll fix your piece of junk anyway (his words, not ours).