From the bottom of the skyway I looked back, my eyes tracing the vines from the marsh up the smokestacks to the perfect Midwestern sky.
One of my favorite visual feature of grain elevators, especially big ones, is how they repeat.
“But everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison So I came back to Minneapolis this time I think I’m gonna stay” -Tom Waits
Mill Hell before the University of Minnesota began developing the area. Now many of the buildings are gone, there are new roads and even bike paths.
Looking into the half-demolished, half-dismantled conveyor for the sea leg.
If there was a problem with the conveyor belt, the grain would go out these chutes.
The coal crusher (above) and the conveyor (left) to bring the powdered coal to furnace hoppers (right).
The flour mill (rear) and its elevators. The taller elevator was moved here in 1955, when the Harrisons bought it from Federal, who declared it surplus. The smaller elevator replaced an earlier smaller warehouse in 1926. Taken shortly after dawn. This one picture made the drive worth it, for me. Medium Format.