Looking into the mouth of the hopper which mine carts dumped into at the top of the Concentrator.
Broken dishes and rotten burlap, mixed with the general trash left behind after the roof collapsed on the poor house.
Minecraft reference. This is the backroom of a company that made eyeglasses the old-fashioned way. In fact, some of the lens blanks were even left behind, under the piles of trash on the desks.
Happy mine bacteria ‘chews’ away at one of the narrow gauge rail ties still embedded in the sand floor. The orange color is not a mistake of mine; it is the result of different minerals leeching into the water table and draining into the mine. Keep in mind that, about 100 feet above, is the Ford plant itself!
The factory’s first aid room and laboratory. Sure makes me wonder how safe the lab was!
Before developers saw to cut and cut the flour mills inside Pillsbury, they stood at the ready beside various purposeful chutes the traversed the floors of between sorters. These machines were belt-driven by the power of Pillsbury’s Mississippi headraces and turbines, the force of which notoriously shook the building’s foundations themselves. The wheels would change the grade of the flour, or the size of the dust produced from crushing the kernels.
A broken-down wooden grain chute.
Note the tiled floor between the bucket conveyors and an old mill.