A stencil instructs the first and third shifts to ask security for access. Security was out during all my visits, except one mishap where a strung-out local chased me with a truck. Having spent a decade exploring the U.P., I was not caught off guard.
The pipes in the boiler would be full of water, so the heat in the furnace.
A massive steel sheer’s equally massive drive cog. Imagine the force.
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
“What’s that diamond thingy on the Pilot House?” you ask? It’s a 1920s-era radio transmission direction finder, a pre-radar navigation aid. Lit with diffused flash.
This is the crane that would be used to lower extra-heavy bits of copper ore into the fire of the furnace.
In the far back of the cellars there are some old bottles. This arch shows an old entrance to the cellars, now collapsed.
Part of the grain drier system in ADM #1 crawls up the side of the building like a steel vine.