Room 388

Here, the concentrated gold (and silver, and zinc, I would guess) would be loaded into trucks bound for the smelter.

The building on the right was where parts not assembled onto vehicles would be set in crates for shipment.

Power House, 2000s From the roof of the larger power plant’s Building A, Hastings, MN’s lights burn behind the smokestacks.

Work never done.

This old ward, not a victim of remodeling, still has metal screens over the open windows of the doors. It should be obvious why glass were not used.

In one of the hundreds of bunkers across the busy highway from the empty plant ruins. Most did not have doors, but I got lucky on this one.

In this section of the Men’s Ward, sealed by brick from lower floors, the room doors had messages painted in their inside–some motivational, some not. I would be interested to hear if anyone knows the backstory of this section. Lighting is natural; it was just after sunset.

2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.

Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.