Like a railgun pointed at the Rockies… the boom would direct tailings–junk rock–outside of the dredge pond.
The pits have long since been filled so the roundhouse could be used for storage.
An original, minimally remodeled bathroom above the cafeteria reminds us what the whole complex once looked like.
Those able to work would be compelled to help fix up the facility, grow, harvest, and prepare food for fellow ‘inmates’, or work on vocational skills.
The sun sets in front of a huge concrete building—about four times the size of the power plant. Probably a corn storage bin from an ethanol operation that ran here in the 1980s.
A closeup of the finely-carved seats in the house, presumably original to the Sattler. There are not too many of these in this kind of condition. If you have a better name for this figure than Cordelia, leave a comment.
Harris Machinery rests under snow on the left. Two explorers enjoy the view.
The underside of the dock seemed almost like a cathedral to industry with vaulted ceilings.
Standing on the ruins of the former sister dock, looking back at the soon-to-be-demolished family member. The pilings I stood on for the shot were those of the Chicago and North Western RR #3 which was dismantled in 1960 and used to be 2,040-feet long.