Massive machines from bygone times loom over everything, like creatures from the deep sea. Pieces of suits of armor hang from the walls and detailed, hand-forged hunks of metal are scattered around, in various stages of refinement.
Stepping into a rustic blacksmith shop, you might be going back in time.
By Carolyn Turgeon and photography by Steve ParkeĪs you wind through Patapsco State Park, just north of Baltimore, passing a flagstone-encrusted quarry and crossing a defunct train track that parallels a charming stream, you come to a quiet little valley where sparks fly and hammers forge.
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