In the far back of the cellars there are some old bottles. This arch shows an old entrance to the cellars, now collapsed.
Heavy steel doors to isolate the underground magnetic separation mill from Eagle Mine’s main tunnel.
Rows of offices under the power plant, which was in the middle of being demolished during my adventure. Despite the snow, this was meant as an interior.
The sterile room where yeast was grown for the fermentation process. Thanks much, my little alcohol-excreting buddies.
This picture is lit by a direct lightning strike of the building. It’s impossible to describe the feeling of being in this giant open building the moment it channeled an electric explosion into the earth.
A long tunnel stretches toward the Mississippi. Was this the route Model Ts took on their way to waiting barges?
A skyway 100 feet above this office crumbled one day. This is what happened when those two met. High-impact love.
On the other side of the hole through this wall was a printout with the Kool Aid Man on it.
A view of the government presses, with pages of law across the floor covered in footprints.