Mold creeps up the walls of the offices that housed the Closing Team of the TCRC – Twin Cities Research Center – as water damage pulls ceiling tiles down.
The powerhouse was notably older than the rest of the complex. I’m still not sure if it was build just for the cooperage, or whether it preceded it.
This is the crane that would be used to lower extra-heavy bits of copper ore into the fire of the furnace.
On my first self-guided tour, the calculator was caught my eye because it was one of the few things left behind in the laboratories that filled the second floor. On my next trip, it had been smashed to pieces.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
Every timber pillar was numbered for maintenance purposes.
A closeup of a flour chute.
The old hotel doesn’t like to show its age. Indeed, if it had a few paint job and soft remodel it would be fit to open–that is, if there was a need for it in this tiny rural New York town.
From my archives–the NorShor as an innocent gentleman’s club, called ‘the NorShor Experience’.