End of the paint line. After reading Father Action’s excellent-as-always writeup about his adventures here, I was pretty cautious around big spinning alarms. (See http://www.actionsquad.org/fordII1.html)
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
A scrapped steam turbine, perhaps. In the background you can see a gutted casing for another turbine.
I didn’t test the rungs, but I bet the view was incredible.
If there were no other options, operators could climb this ladder from the Communications Room to the surface, after opening two heavy steel hatches, of course.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
Demolition crews got a taste of this 5-story power plant and decided to take a month-long smoke break. Here’s the bite.
This door used to open at river level, but it has since been built up and sealed with a steel grate. Still, the original doors (with original paint?) stand in the same place. Once they opened to the fresh air, now they are permanently sealed in the tunnels. This is the official entrance for inspecting the mine, hence fiber optic and ladder. Shortly after the plant was demolished, this entire area was resealed and alarmed.
The coal crusher (above) and the conveyor (left) to bring the powdered coal to furnace hoppers (right).
Summertime is when Duluth goes to the lakeside to listen to music, visit traveling fairs, and talk to neighbors about the smell of the lake. As seen from the castle walls.