Looking through the an access panel at the hoist room for Shaft No. 3. The cable had long ago been scrapped, along with the motors to drive the pulleys. I still admire the workmanship on the spool’s arching metal shell.
Power-up to cool down… would have been nice on the hot day I climbed on top of this machine.
Often the quickest way to move between buildings was to take the roof. The inside of the complex was so maze-like, I don’t know how I would have found my way around.
Additional Sacred Heart Building (1949) Collapse, 2012, Courtesy Chris Naffziger @ http://stlouispatina.blogspot.com/2011/12/st-marys-infirmary.html
The Peavey logo, before it rusted off and the offices were demolished.
Looking into the half-demolished, half-dismantled conveyor for the sea leg.
My first night on Minneapolis’ Lighthouse–now an old picture and distant memory… I still remember the exhilaration and the view of the city off one edge of the roof and the Mississippi River over the other.
Look at the floor–do you see the hole? That goes down a lonnnnnng ways.
The American Victory next to M, seen late at night.
The bridge here moved workers between the dock, the approach tracks, and refueling buildings.