Part of the back of the distribution boards; the rear of a giant remote transformer switch.
A staircase threads between the top floor and the sluices, which are in the middle of the dredge-mill.
Most of the control panels were faceless. No doubt, they were parted out to keep other sugar mills alive.
A broken window looking through the First Aid Room and into the Control Room in charge of directing grain into ships. You can see one of the large conveyors on the right, clad in green. Chutes and staircases intertwine seemingly randomly through the big empty spaces.
Brewery Creek Waterfall, somewhere above Duluth. Lit with candles and a small LED panel. To me, it looked like a pipe pouring molten metal.
Looking into the coke batteries in the extant oven… chunks of coke are still hanging from the inner walls, despite the exterior’s wrecking ball pummeling.
At the top of the workhouse, dust collection pipes weave through cross-crossing conveyors.