The mill was powered, in part, by water flowing through turbines under it. After the flow worked the industrial heart of the flour mill, it was exit to the Mississippi here.
A safe distance from Prize Mine is its dynamite storage vault, designed to explode up–not out–should the worst happen.
The office was redder than the rest of the building.
Everyone loves water towers.
The outside of Whiting Mine, as it looks today.
Looking out of the “back door”, where equipment could be lifted into the factory with a crane. The bottom of the coal conveyor can be seen outside.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
Looking toward Old Taylor Distillery from the roof of Old Crow.
Looking toward the Quenching Tower from the coal tower platform.