When a big motor rusted free of its ceiling mount, it smashed onto this workbench.
After a short rainfall douses the mill in downtown Fergus Falls, the river next to the brick walls swells and the sounds of water overtakes the echos of the nearby bars. Reflections are on the foundation of the former distribution and rail building.
The old crane swung on windier days over the Worthington Steam Pump. This is probably last used to disassemble the antique generators, which are all now gone.
The city has taken steps to prevent the curious and the desperate from going into the elevators, including piling rocks against the doors and windows.
A closeup of the now-scrapped steel chute.
The last of four radar domes on the base.
I love this original brick archway, near the narrow gauge shop. Gorgeous!