Before developers saw to cut and cut the flour mills inside Pillsbury, they stood at the ready beside various purposeful chutes the traversed the floors of between sorters. These machines were belt-driven by the power of Pillsbury’s Mississippi headraces and turbines, the force of which notoriously shook the building’s foundations themselves. The wheels would change the grade of the flour, or the size of the dust produced from crushing the kernels.
This giant gear’s sole purpose was to turn the ship’s single rudder in all conditions.
The grain-centric buildings had automatic fire doors.
The wings of the church had a lot more water damage than the rest. The organ on the balcony was in decent condition when I arrived.
An impressive message for graffiti in a Detroit warehouse, but then again look at these steam pumps. Over-built and under-appreciated.
Compressors and turbines over the Eagle River.
The Comm Room’s portals once supported many more conduits.
Filters and fans to draw air into the boilers in the second power plant.
Empty spools, thousands of them, were around the mill.