The sun was setting outside, highlighting the textures and lines that made the form of the power plant take a fourth dimension–time.
This is what it might have looked like if a new Ford descended in the elevator with its headlights on. As seen from the Mississippi side–the opposite portal faces the sand mine.
An old handcart sits next to a rotting elevator.
In the brewhouse between the preheating tank and kettle room. The spiral staircase goes into a kettle annex where a few smaller stainless steel kettles hide. If you looked right from this frame you would see the bottom of one of the kettles like the bottom of a steel mixing bowl.
Standing on the fence barricade that used to keep squatters out of the tunnel, the size of the space is impressive. What you see here is the current length of the tunnel; I set up a flashlight at the end to illuminate the concrete wall that is the lower portal.
Glowing observation windows–and someone forgot to lock a patient’s door…
These ruins of buildings recovered acid from the explosives line to be recycled.
Harris Machinery rests under snow on the left. Two explorers enjoy the view.