Leather shoes in a supply closet. They seem to me men’s shoes.
These machines circulated water through the powder from the ball mills. Gold and silver is heavier than gravel, so it sinks while the junk rock floats.
An emergency slide to help workers evacuate the blending house in an emergency.
Harris Machinery rests under snow on the left. Two explorers enjoy the view.
A polaroid (FP100c, actually) of the newer grain car dumper.
The last batch of molded metal stuck in the chute, this metallurgical furnace was falling apart brick by disintegrating brick b the time I got to it. On the upper floors there is a sophisticated network of vents and chimneys to make these little furnaces as hot as possible.
The windows reflect the sky. The bricks hit the ground.
The roof of the elevator was partly lit naturally with six big skylights. The less electricity pumped into a grain elevator, the less chance of a grain dust explosion.
The last trace of Mitchell, Minnesota is a pile of cans on the side of the main street, Mitchell Avenue. These will be recognizable for another century or so, for future history-minded explorers.