A back-lit tree with the silhouette of a roof spire in the background.
The powerhouse had two elevated tracks behind it, one for coal and one for deliveries.
When a big motor rusted free of its ceiling mount, it smashed onto this workbench.
Wind took the spring melt on the trees growing in taconite pellets and made it airborne. Loading chutes in the background.
From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.
The only way to get to the second floor–since demolition crews punched-out the staircases and ladders leading upwards–was to climb this elevator shaft. In the lower-left corner is a blower for the foundry furnaces.
Between the gauges for the power plant boilers and the steam pump flywheels.
Where the approach meets the dock.
A typical dwelling in San Luis. I could not tell if it was occupied, but most of the town is abandoned.