The fantastic red elevator that is Pool #61, built 1928.
If there was a problem with the conveyor belt, the grain would go out these chutes.
Rims where bulbs were, light were motors were, stairs were people were.
Sprouts of life in center of a smashed glass block.
In what has turned into a kind of industrial courtyard between four ovens some people have posted their tags. X was here.
A self portrait.
A reminder to the manlift riders to get off the belt before they hit their heads on the ceiling. This is the top level of the headhouse, where dust collectors would extract most of the grain bits from the air to reduce risk of explosion.
The workshop sat below the main working floor and had serious power going to it.
Behind the barge unloader (a Webster for those grain tech nerds out here) that used to extract grain from docked boats. The ladders are fun to climb, even though they get warped and wavy in places. High in the elevator would have been a crane engine that would lift the unloader, packed with a bucket conveyor, while workers would manipulate the direction of the spout with ropes manually. The buckets would rotate, scraping and elevating the grain into the silos above. It’s a rare piece of equipment for the Great Lakes.