Looking across the catwalk attache to the elevated control room, in charge of the train dumping part of the operation.
Fermenters and mixing tanks fill this brewing room. The lighting is all natural, and is partially owed to a crumbling wall letting the sunset blast the interior in almost perfect profile.
The elevator tower seems to have been built with expansion of the dock in mind.
A rusting disconnect gangway. The smokestack is for a boiler, if I recall.
Some small candles light one of the few surviving tunnels that once linked buildings on the campus with the steam plant. In winter, it was common for patients to be transported through these to avoid the cold, and during the Cold War these served as nuclear fallout shelters.
Looking out from what little remains of the second floor at the poor house, which was in terrible condition. No roof and no floors. Soon to be ruins.
I believe this is the push car, meaning it would push the charge in the oven out the opposite side into the train car.
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.
The turned rail was to prevent runaway cars from going over the end of the dock and into the lake.