An article from Minnpost describes this design as “marital”, and I could not agree more.
Short-stack remains of mounts for rod and ball mills, if I was to bet. The concentrator separated junk rock (tails) from the copper and silver ore, to such a point it could be smelted.
The remains of the site radar beside the command building.
Like a grave marker, a single post remembers where Dock 3 stood on the bay.
The rear of the complex shows the more than 100 year old workhouse–still working! I do not know if the tanks are original to the 1901 elevator, but I suspect so.
The end of Dock 5 is warped and bent from a rail accident that left some ore cars swinging like a stringy wrecking ball into the end of the superstructure and accompanying stair. The stairs are still navigable, but it wasn’t recommended by the CN workers that were with me.
The copula stacks were fitted with scrubbers. Making metal is a very polluting activity.
I found out some of my friends were going to be married while I was on top of Gold Medal one evening while it was snowing.
A switch for the yard engines, now on the edge of the property where nobody will find it.