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.
These buildings were largely used as concentrators for the crushed rock, although I did spy some small mills inside these too.
Power House, 2000s From the roof of the larger power plant’s Building A, Hastings, MN’s lights burn behind the smokestacks.
The right portal used to go straight into the basement of the hotel, judging from the ruins.
Gaskets still organized on nails beside the power plant. This used to be a maintenance room, but since its roof and walls were torn down, it’s not any kind of room.
Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.
Roughly below the parking lot for the Rose Garden.
The most pointless, beautiful and nuclear-bomb-proof catwalk I’ve been on to date. It goes between two high levels in its own bottom-lit concrete capsule in the center of the tallest, thickest building. Hang on, we’re riding this one out.
The former BESCO building in the last light of day.