Sunset through a stained window in the headhouse made the floor feel like a heavy industrial Disney movie.
The ‘working’ part of the furnaces are about a story above ground level, so the catwalks snake above the tree line.
An observation room, possibly for children, has drapes around a 2-way mirror. You know, to dress up the fact that someone could be watching anonymously on the other side.
On the second floor of the kettle building where corn mash was boiled, holes where tanks once sat were everywhere.
Between the catwalks of Furnace 6, the molted ore would flow through the chute.
Circa-1960s graffiti. Someone got their ass kicked.
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.
These aluminum powder kegs were forgotten in storage.
An open mine cars waits to be lowered back into Eagle Mine in front of the rust-locked modern mine shaft in the middle of Gilman.