Last week I took a few minutes to visit the Conservation wet lab to visit Monitor‘s main engine, the first time I had seen it with the tank drained.
Before I say anything about this experience, I ought to say that I love steam engines, have loved them ever since I was a child. Like so much nineteenth century technology, the steam engine seemed to me imaginative, almost pre-scientific (though based on sound science). I don’t know a thing about steam engines, honestly, but I love them because I find them beautiful. Their movements are graceful, their lines and curves are elegant. Their great exposed connecting rods, intricate gearing, the eliptical shapes of the eccentrics, have something of the animate about them. In the extravagence of their movement, they seem improbable as machines, so unlike the completely restrained electrical motor. One can be devoted to them easily.