One of my favorite visual feature of grain elevators, especially big ones, is how they repeat.
Island Station, in the middle of the power house, in the middle of a thunder storm. Flapping pipe covers and sheets of ran penetrating one massive arched window and blasting through the other, as winds power through the building from the Mississippi. The sound of the thunder made every length of steel squeak under the pressure.
The sound of water running in the distance.
After a little rain, the roof took on the color of the bright pink letters.
Looking out from my perch close to the Kam toward the Ogilvie head house. To the left is a newer concrete annex, probably built in the years it bore the name Saskatchewan Pool 8.
What are we to do in an emergency?
These buildings were largely used as concentrators for the crushed rock, although I did spy some small mills inside these too.
Filters and fans to draw air into the boilers in the second power plant.
The fantastic Art Deco portico over the main entrance to the concourse.