Part of the grain dust venting system, dislodged from its place above the dumping hatches under the grain cribs.
Looking at the boarded exterior of the newer area of the orphanage from its 1914 section.
The top of the docks are so rotten in places that you can see the lake through the boards. In the foreground you can see the controls for the chutes, which work on a clutch.
A cottage for masons infected with TB to live together.
The chief engineer had many phones. It’s my guess one connects to the pilot house and the other connects to the emergency steerage station that’s mid-deck.
Chester Creek takes many such sliding dives where it empties into Lake Superior.
The small door leads to the offices, the large door leads to the shop. My back at this time is to the corrugated steel wall. At the time I wondered why there was just one steel wall, not knowing that 40 years before there was another spot for an engine here. This section of the roundhouse has become a sort of town dump–car seats, cans of paint and tires are piled into its corners.
The front of the power plant (right), the distillery itself (center), and the regaling house (left).
Not a part of the Foundry, but the Enclosed Body Building. The rebar welded over the windows and the rust patterns with the lighting makes this geometric photos one of my favorites from the year.