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An Eddy Current Separator in action removing non-ferrous metal from #wood to enable #recycling
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Description
Advantages:
1. Can improve mineral grade, reduce process under a load.
2. Sorting of fine ore, return to re-burn.
3. Remove impurities, improving the quality.
4. Applicable to a wide range.
Magnetic Product Description:
Magnetic separator for particle size less than 3mm magnetite, pyrrhotite, limonite and other materials, wet magnetic separation, but also for coal, non-metallic minerals, building materials and other materials in addition to iron work. Available downstream, semi-reflux, reflux-type and other forms of magnetic separator, cylinder surface magnetic field strength can be produced according to the actual use of the special.
In rose, light rose, light purple and violet with pink and purple acrylic bicones as separators. Gave this to JG.
Steeping tanks - wetting the maize before mill to ensure the bran’s integrity during the milling processing and avoid the bran going into the flour to keep flour quality.
Magnetic separator - remove metal material in the maize to keep the rollers safe and also avoid flour exploration accident of spark caused by the impact of the metal impurities and the machine.
Large #DrumMagnet repaired by UK household #waste #recycling company. The Drum Magnet is used to recover ferrous metal - for more details go to www.mastermagnets.com/product/drum-magnets/
3 audits conducted in #food #Manufacturing plants to assess the operating performance & strength of #magneticseparators & ensure food is #metalfree #foodsafety | more details www.buntingeurope.com/3-magnet-audits-for-food-safety/
Red Wolf Global moves High Pressure Separator to Rayong
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Contact: Projects.Thailand@RedWolfGlobal.com
Red Wolf Global transported an High Pressure Separator from Thailand's main port, Laem Chabang, in Chonburi to the eastern Thailand province of Rayong.
The shipment traveled from Hamburg, Germany’s largest port, which took approximately 30 days to reach Thailand.
The HP Separator a 67 tons is a separation device that is used in the cement industry for grinding systems equipped with tube mills, roller mills and high pressure grinding rolls.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the Laem Chabang port, two 120 mt cranes were used to lift off the 67 tons HP separator and positioning on the low bed six axle truck trailer.
Due to the weight of the cargo, police permission for required for the road transport. The Red Wolf Global team this permission as well as a police escort for the 75 km trip from Laem Chabang port to Rayong province. The Red Wolf Global Thailand team had located a special truck trailer due to the cargo weight.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the destination, our team used two 120 mt cranes to lift off the HP Separator and position it to its new home at the TPI Polene company in Rayong province.
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W ofercie ADJATECH znajdują się separatory magnetyczne z
seri DISK Stosowane przy przepływach od 55 do 550 l/min
więcej informacji na www.adjatech.pl
(6.1) Separator plates of foam core with tape and metal waterproofing.
(6.2) Individual plates are grouped into a stack with more tape.
(6.3) Concept included a mesh that was originally flat and can expand into containment area.
(6.4) Exploring possible deployed arrangements.
(6.5) Pouring plaster into mesh in multiple batches.
(6.6) Detail of brushed clay slip separator for subdivisions not indicated by vertical mesh walls.
(6.7) Plaster pouring targets different areas of mesh, which fills them earlier. This means subdivisions will be at various levels.
(6.8) Example of plaster gelling state slowing down flow.
(6.9) Example of metal shim pushed into gelling plaster (not shown) and then pulling it back out when plaster has hardened enough not to close back up (seen here as the thin dark lines). These divisions will not be part of later layers.
(6.10) Plaster has filled the mesh and weighs over 30 pounds.
(6.11) The containment box is pulled apart and disassembly begins.
(6.12) Stages of disassembly.
(6.13) Complementary grey (clay slip) and white (plaster) designs from slip separator layer.
(6.14) Representative stacks of objects generated.
(6.15) Arrangement of objects reminiscent of geology and architecture.
Andersonville Diary of John L. Ransom
Andersonville Diary,
ESCAPE,
——AND——
LIST OF THE DEAD,
——WITH——
Name, Co., Regiment, Date of Death
——AND——
No. of Grave in Cemetery.
decorative separator
JOHN L. RANSOM,
LATE FIRST SERGEANT NINTH MICH. CAV.,
AUTHOR AND PUBLISHER.
AUBURN, N. Y.
1881.
“Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1881, by
John L. Ransom, in the office of the Librarian of
Congress, at Washington.”
[36]
Feb. 25.—We divide the night up into four watches and take turns standing guard while the other three sleep, to protect ourselves from Captain Moseby’s gang of robbers. We are all armed with iron slats pulled off the window casings. They are afraid to pitch in to us, as we are a stout crowd and would fight well for our worldly goods. We expect to take it before long. They are eyeing us rather sharp, and I guess will make an attack to-night. Very long days and more lonesome than when on the island. Got rations to-day, and the allowance did not half satisfy our hunger.
Feb. 26.—Rather cold, almost spring. Guards unusually strict. Hendryx was standing near the window, and I close by him, looking at the high, ten story tobacco building, when the guard fired at us. The ball just grazed Hendryx’s head and lodged in the ceiling above; all we could do to prevent Hendryx throwing a brick at the guard.
Feb. 27.—Organizing the militia; hauling artillery past the prison. Have a good view of all that is going on. Bought a compass from one of the guards for seven dollars, greenbacks; worth half a dollar at home. It is already rumored among the men that we have a compass, a map of Virginia, a preparation to put on our feet to prevent dogs from tracking us, and we are looked up to as if we were sons of Irish lords in disguise, and are quite noted personages. Cold last night, and we suffer much in not having blankets enough to keep us warm. The walls are cold and damp, making it disagreeable, and the stench nearly makes us sick. It is impossible for a person to imagine prison life until he has seen and realized it. No news of importance. Time passes much more drearily than when on Belle Isle. Were all searched again to-day but still keep my diary, although expecting to lose it every day; would be quite a loss, as the longer I write and remain a prisoner the more attached am I to my record of passing events. A man shot for putting his head out of the window. Men all say it served him right, for he had no business to thus expose himself against strict orders to the contrary. We are nearly opposite and not more than twenty rods from Libby Prison, which is a large tobacco warehouse. Can see plenty of union officers, which it is a treat to look at. Hendryx had a fight with the raiders—got licked. He ain’t so pretty as he was before, but knows more. I am very wise about such matters, consequently retain my beauty.
Feb. 28.—Had the honor (?) of seeing Jefferson Davis again and part of his congress to-day. They visited Libby and we were[37] allowed to look out of the windows to see them as they passed in and out of the building. Strut around like chickens with frozen feet. David Benjamin walked with the President and is a much better looking man. Prisoners were notified that if they made any insulting remarks they would be fired at. Have no more exalted opinion of them than before.
Feb. 29.—Excitement among the Johnnies—flying around as if the Yankee army were threatening Richmond. Cannot learn what the commotion is, but hope it is something that will benefit us. Later: The occasion of the excitement among the rebels is that Dahlgreen is making a raid on Richmond, acting in conjunction with Kilpatrick, for the purpose of liberating prisoners. We are heavily guarded and not allowed to look out of the windows, nevertheless we manage to see about all there is going on.
Feb. 30.—Rebels in hot water all night and considerably agitated. Imagined we could hear firing during the night. This morning small squads of tired out union soldiers marched by our prison under guard, evidently captured through the night. Look as if they was completely played out. Go straggling by sometimes not more than half a dozen at a time. Would give something to hear the news. We are all excitement here. Negroes also go by in squads sometimes of hundreds in charge of overseers, and singing their quaint negro melodies. It is supposed by us that the negroes work on the fortifications, and are moved from one part of the city to another, for that purpose. Our troops have evidently been repulsed with considerable loss. We hear that Dahlgreen has been shot and killed. At the very first intimation that our troops were anywhere near, the prisoners would have made a break.
March 1.—Working along towards Spring slowly. A dead calm after the raid scare. We much prefer the open air imprisonment to confinement. Have considerable trouble with the thieves which disgrace the name of union soldier. Are the most contemptible rascals in existence. Often walk up to a man and coolly take his food and proceed to eat it before the owner. If the victim resists then a fight is the consequence, and the poor man not only loses his food but gets licked as well.
March 2.—The food we get here is poor, water very good, weather outside admirable, vermin still under control and the “Astor House Mess” flourishing. We are all in good health with the exception of Dr. Lewis, who is ailing. I was never tougher—seems[38] as if your humble servant was proof against the hardest rebel treatment. No exchange news. Trade and dicker with the guards and work ourselves into many luxuries, or rather work the luxuries into ourselves. Have become quite interested in a young soldier boy from Ohio named Bill Havens. Is sick with some kind of fever and is thoroughly bad off. Was tenderly brought up and well educated I should judge. Says he ran away from home to become a drummer. Has been wounded twice, in numerous engagements, now a prisoner of war and sick. Will try and keep track of him. Every nationality is here represented and from every branch of the service, and from all parts of the world. There are smart men here and those that are not so smart, in fact a conglomeration of humanity—hash, as it were.
March 3.—The ham given us to-day was rotten, with those nameless little white things crawling around through it. Promptly threw it out of the window and was scolded for it by a fellow prisoner who wanted it himself. Shall never become hungry enough to eat poor meat. Guards careless with their guns. An old man shot in the arm. Hendryx tried to pull a brick out of the casing to throw at the shooter. Barbarians these rebs.
March 4.—And now we are getting ready to move somewhere, the Lord only knows where. One good thing about their old prisons, we are always ready for a change. Have made many new acquaintances while here in Pemberton, and some agreeable ones; my boy Havens has fever and chills. Is rather better to-day. It is said we move to-night. Minnesota Indians confined here, and a number of sailors and marines. I am quite a hand to look at men, sometimes for hours, and study them over, then get to talking with them and see how near I was right in my conjectures. Its almost as good as reading books. The Astor House Mess is now composed of but four members, E. P. Sanders, F. L. Lewis, Geo. W. Hendryx and myself; we still adhere to our sanitary regulations and as a consequence are in better health than a majority of those here. Sanders may be said to be at the head of the mess, (we call him Dad,) while Lewis is a sort of moderator and advisor, with Hendryx and myself as the rank and file. Are quite attached to one another, and don’t believe that either one would steal from the other. I certainly wouldn’t take anything short of pumpkin pie or something of that sort. Of course a man would steal pie, at least we all say so, and Lewis even declares he would steal dough cakes[39] and pancakes such as his wife used to make. We are all well dressed, thanks to the Sanitary Commission and our own ingenuity in getting what was intended for us to have. False alarm of fire.
Routed at Midnight.
On the Cars, March 7, 1864.—We were roused from our gentle slumbers during the night, counted off and marched to the cars, loaded into them, which had evidently just had some cattle as occupants. Started southward to some portion of Georgia, as a guard told us. Passed through Petersburg, and other towns which I could not learn the names of. Cars run very slow, and being crowded, we are very uncomfortable—and hungry. Before leaving Richmond hard-tack was issued to us in good quantity for the Confederacy. Have not much chance to write. Bought some boiled sweet potatoes of the guard, which are boss. The country we pass through is a miserable one. Guards watch us close to see that none escape, and occasionally a Yank is shot, but not in our car. Seems as if we did not run over thirty or forty miles per day. Stop for hours on side tracks, waiting for other trains to pass us.
March 8.—Were unloaded last night and given a chance to straighten our limbs. Stayed all night in the woods, side of the track, under a heavy guard. Don’t know where we are, as guards are very reticent.
March 10.—Still traveling, and unloaded nights to sleep by the track. Rebel citizens and women improve every opportunity to see live Yankees. Are fed passably well. Lewis feeling poorly. Watch a chance to escape but find none.
March 13.—Ran very slow through the night, and are in the vicinity of Macon, Ga. Will reach our prison to-night. Received a pone of corn bread apiece weighing about two pounds, which is liberal on their part. Two more days such riding as this would kill me. The lice are fairly eating us up alive, having had no chance to rid ourselves of them since leaving Richmond. One of the[40] guards struck Hendryx during the night. We were talking on the all important subject, and the guard hearing us chatting away to ourselves struck over into the crowd where the noise came from and hit George in the back part of the head. He didn’t speak for a minute or two and I was afraid it had killed him, which happily proved to the contrary. As soon as it came daylight he showed the brute where he had struck him, and took the occasion to dress him down a little, whereupon the rebel threatened that if he said another word to him he would blow his head off. A drizzling rain has set in.
Used Baader 697 Bone Separator from 1996 for sale.
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Year: 1996.
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Used Baader 697 Bone Separator from 1996 for sale.
The machine is in good condition, but we do recommend that repairs be conducted on the Baader 697. We will gladly renovate the Baader machines for you. We have a skilled staff of experts at hand and we also have many years of experience in repairing and renovating this machine.
Year: 1996.
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We have many 2nd Baader machines on stock or in our extensive network. We also buy used Baader. You can see some pictures of used Baader machines we have in stock or have access to through our network of co-operators.
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Red Wolf Global moves High Pressure Separator to Rayong
See: redwolfglobal.com/red-wolf-global-moves-high-pressure-sep...
Contact: Projects.Thailand@RedWolfGlobal.com
Red Wolf Global transported an High Pressure Separator from Thailand's main port, Laem Chabang, in Chonburi to the eastern Thailand province of Rayong.
The shipment traveled from Hamburg, Germany’s largest port, which took approximately 30 days to reach Thailand.
The HP Separator a 67 tons is a separation device that is used in the cement industry for grinding systems equipped with tube mills, roller mills and high pressure grinding rolls.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the Laem Chabang port, two 120 mt cranes were used to lift off the 67 tons HP separator and positioning on the low bed six axle truck trailer.
Due to the weight of the cargo, police permission for required for the road transport. The Red Wolf Global team this permission as well as a police escort for the 75 km trip from Laem Chabang port to Rayong province. The Red Wolf Global Thailand team had located a special truck trailer due to the cargo weight.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the destination, our team used two 120 mt cranes to lift off the HP Separator and position it to its new home at the TPI Polene company in Rayong province.
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Michael Hoare.
Now an inmate of the Home for Disabled Soldiers, Dayton, Ohio.
Andersonville Diary of John L. Ransom
Andersonville Diary,
ESCAPE,
——AND——
LIST OF THE DEAD,
——WITH——
Name, Co., Regiment, Date of Death
——AND——
No. of Grave in Cemetery.
decorative separator
JOHN L. RANSOM,
LATE FIRST SERGEANT NINTH MICH. CAV.,
AUTHOR AND PUBLISHER.
AUBURN, N. Y.
1881.
“Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1881, by
John L. Ransom, in the office of the Librarian of
Congress, at Washington.”
[167]
MICHAEL HOARE’S ESCAPE
National Soldiers’ Home. }
Dayton, Ohio, May 5th, 1881. }
Comrade John L. Ransom,
Dear Friend:— * * * * The night I left the stockade, going within twelve feet of a guard, I went down to the city. Had never been there before and did not know where to go, but wandered about the streets, dressed in an old suit of rebel clothes, until 12 o’clock that night. It was Oct. 18th, 1864, and I had been captured March 5th, in Col. Dahlgreen’s raid, the object of which was to release the officers confined in Libby prison and the privates confined on Belle Island and Pemberton prisons. * * * * My whole uniform was disposed of * * * and I had to wear dirty rebel rags. They marched us to Stevensville. We remained there but a short time when we were marched about two miles and into the heart of a swamp. We did not know what the matter was but found out that Kilpatrick had turned back to look for us, the “forlorn hope,” as we were called. If he had been one hour sooner, he would have released us; but fate would have it the other way. From the swamp we were marched to Richmond, surrounded by the mounted mob. They would not let us step out of the ranks even to quench our thirst, and we had to drink the muddy water from the middle of the road. Every little town we came to the rebels would assemble and yell at us, the women the worst. * * * * When we reached the head-quarters of rebeldom the whole rebel city was out to meet us * * * * and the self-styled rebel ladies were the worst in their vim and foul language. They made a rush for us, but the guard kept them off until we were safely put in the third[168] story of the Pemberton building, where we were searched and stripped of everything we were not already robbed of. * * * * The next morning the Richmond people cried out for Jeff Davis to hang us, saying we were nothing but outlaws and robbers, on an errand of plunder and rapine. The press tried to excite hostility against us, and succeeded, in a measure. We were kept by ourselves and not allowed to mix with the other prisoners. A special guard was kept over us, and we were allowed but two-thirds the small rations issued to the other men. The windows were all out of the room we were in, and a cold March wind blowing and cutting through our starving, naked bodies. * * * * In July we were going to get hanged in Castle Thunder. We were told the same story every day, and it was getting stale, so we paid no attention to it; but sure enough, we were called out one morning and thought our time had come. They marched us up Casey street toward Castle Thunder, and as we approached it some fairly shivered at their promised doom; but instead of stopping at that celebrated hotel, we were taken across the river and put in cattle cars. Where we were going none knew; but we started and the next day reached Dansville. We were removed from the cars and put into a tobacco warehouse and were kept there until the next morning, when we were put aboard the cars and started south again until we came to the world renowned hell-hole, Andersonville. When we arrived several men were dead in the cars, and the rebels would not let us remove them. The cars were packed like herring boxes, so you may imagine our situation. * * * * From there I was transferred to Savannah, and from the latter place I made my escape, as previously mentioned.
As I have said, I wandered about until 12 o’clock, and was then in a worn out condition. Not knowing where to turn or lay my head, I sat down under a tree to rest myself, and as I sat there, who should come along but a watchman. “Hello!” says he, “what are you doing here at this hour of the night?” I answered that I was one of the guards guarding the Yankees at the stockade, and that I had been down to Bryan street to see my sister. “All right,” said he, “You fellows have a hard time guarding them d—d Yankees. Why don’t you shoot more of ’em and get ’em out o’ the way?” I passed on until I came to a place with a high board fence. I crawled over and looked around and found a small shed divided by a board partition. In one end they kept a cow and in the other some fodder. I went in where the fodder was and threw myself down and went to sleep, intending to be up before day; but what was my surprise when it proved[169] to be broad daylight before I awoke. I lay there thinking what to do, when I heard the gate of the fence open. I jumped up and looked through a crack in the boards and saw an old man enter with a pail in his hand. Presently he came where I was in the fodder to get some for the cow. As he opened the door he started back with fright, saying, “Who are you and what brings you here?” I saw by his face and voice that he was an Irishman, and I made up my mind to tell him the truth. * * * He told me to remain where I was and he would try and get me something to eat. He went away and presently returned with a tin pan full of sweet potatoes and bacon. * * * * He told me the only way to get away was by the Isle of Hope, ten miles from the city on the Skidaway shell road. There was a picket post of twelve men right on the road, but I started off, and when I reached the picket put on a bold face and told them I belonged to Maxwell’s battery, stationed at the Isle of Hope, and they let me pass. * * * I passed officers and soldiers on the road, but they never took any notice of me further than to return my kindly greeting. I finally reached the outpost on the road, about a mile from freedom. I had known, even before starting, that to pass that post I should have to have a pass signed by the commanding officer at Savannah; but there were swamps on both sides the road, and I thought I could swim in the marsh and flank the post. I took off my jacket and made the attempt, but had to return to the road. * * * * I saw there was no use trying to escape by the Isle of Hope. I could not pass the outpost, and besides, there was great danger that I should be hung as a spy. So I put back to Savannah that night. I had to wade the marsh to get by the post I first passed. I got safely back to my cowshed and laid there till woke up the next morning by my friend Gleason. When I told him where I had been he would hardly believe me. * * * * He brought me something to eat and went away, but returned at night with two other men. Their names were Wall and Skelley and they belonged to the 3d Georgia artillery. They said they were northern men, but were in Savannah when the war broke out and had to join the rebel army. I told them the history of my adventure by the Isle of Hope and they were astonished. They said the only way was by the river to Fort Pulaski, fourteen miles from Savannah. The question was, where to get a boat. They were known in Savannah and their movements would be watched. They said they knew where there was a boat, but it was a government boat. I said that made it better, and if they[170] would show me where the boat was, I would do the headwork. So they showed me and left me the management. I went when everything was ready, and muffled the oars and oarlocks, with a sentinel within twenty feet of me. The boat lay in the river, near the gas-house and a government store-house, and the river was guarded by gunboats and the floating battery, and paved with torpedoes; but there is what is called “the back river,” which flows into the Savannah above Smith Island. The mouth of this stream was guarded by a picket crew, sent from the battery every night; so when we left we had to lay in a rice sluice, where we ran the boat in about an eighth of a mile, and raised the grass as the boat passed along to conceal our tracks. We heard them searching the next morning, after the boat had been missed, but the search was at last given up. About this time Skelley began talking about being recaptured, as the shore was picketed all the way. He said there would be nothing done with me, if I was recaptured but to put me back in the stockade, while he and Wall would be shot as deserters. He proposed returning to Savannah at once. * * * * He began to win the other fellow over and I saw the game was up with me. Skelley was the only one of us who was armed and he had a Colt’s revolver. * * * * I told him that his plan was the best and that I didn’t want to be the means of getting him into trouble. I gained his confidence, but the thought of returning to Savannah never entered my head. I watched my chance, and at a favorable opportunity, snatched his pistol. * * * I rose to my feet with the pistol at full cock, pointed it at his breast and told him that one move towards returning to Savannah would end his career by a bullet from his own revolver. He turned all colors, but said nothing. I kept my distance, and at four o’clock in the afternoon told them to get into the boat. I then sat down in the stern and told them to pull out, which they did with a vim. Just as we passed the mouth, we heard the click of oars on the picket boat; but they were too late, and all the danger we had to encounter was the pickets on the shore which we had to hug on account of torpedoes in the channel. I don’t know how we ever passed safely over the torpedoes and by the pickets, which latter were within forty yards of us all the way along until we reached Pulaski. All that saved us was that the pickets had fires lighted and were looking at them, and our oars and oarlocks being muffled, they did not hear or see us. It was very dark when we struck the mouth of the Savannah, and whereabouts Fort Pulaski lay we knew not; but we kept pulling until halted[171] by a soldier of the 144th N. Y. Infantry, who was guarding the place at that time. We were ordered to pull in, which we did, and were taken up to the commanding officer and questioned. He said it was the most daring escape ever made, up to that time, considering the obstacles we had to encounter. We were kept in the guard house until my statement was confirmed by the war department, when I was released and sent to Washington, where I reported to the Adjutant-General who gave me a furlough and sent me to the hospital. I remained there until spring, when I rejoined my regiment and was mustered out at the close of the war. * * * * *
I remain,
Your true friend,
MICHAEL HOARE.
Red Wolf Global moves High Pressure Separator to Rayong
See: redwolfglobal.com/red-wolf-global-moves-high-pressure-sep...
Contact: Projects.Thailand@RedWolfGlobal.com
Red Wolf Global transported an High Pressure Separator from Thailand's main port, Laem Chabang, in Chonburi to the eastern Thailand province of Rayong.
The shipment traveled from Hamburg, Germany’s largest port, which took approximately 30 days to reach Thailand.
The HP Separator a 67 tons is a separation device that is used in the cement industry for grinding systems equipped with tube mills, roller mills and high pressure grinding rolls.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the Laem Chabang port, two 120 mt cranes were used to lift off the 67 tons HP separator and positioning on the low bed six axle truck trailer.
Due to the weight of the cargo, police permission for required for the road transport. The Red Wolf Global team this permission as well as a police escort for the 75 km trip from Laem Chabang port to Rayong province. The Red Wolf Global Thailand team had located a special truck trailer due to the cargo weight.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the destination, our team used two 120 mt cranes to lift off the HP Separator and position it to its new home at the TPI Polene company in Rayong province.
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Red Wolf Global moves High Pressure Separator to Rayong
See: redwolfglobal.com/red-wolf-global-moves-high-pressure-sep...
Contact: Projects.Thailand@RedWolfGlobal.com
Red Wolf Global transported an High Pressure Separator from Thailand's main port, Laem Chabang, in Chonburi to the eastern Thailand province of Rayong.
The shipment traveled from Hamburg, Germany’s largest port, which took approximately 30 days to reach Thailand.
The HP Separator a 67 tons is a separation device that is used in the cement industry for grinding systems equipped with tube mills, roller mills and high pressure grinding rolls.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the Laem Chabang port, two 120 mt cranes were used to lift off the 67 tons HP separator and positioning on the low bed six axle truck trailer.
Due to the weight of the cargo, police permission for required for the road transport. The Red Wolf Global team this permission as well as a police escort for the 75 km trip from Laem Chabang port to Rayong province. The Red Wolf Global Thailand team had located a special truck trailer due to the cargo weight.
Once the HP Separator arrived at the destination, our team used two 120 mt cranes to lift off the HP Separator and position it to its new home at the TPI Polene company in Rayong province.
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