The turbine hall, without turbines. I guess that makes this a hall… at least it has a clock.
This picture is lit by a direct lightning strike of the building. It’s impossible to describe the feeling of being in this giant open building the moment it channeled an electric explosion into the earth.
The end of one of the scrapped turbines. Judging by the aborted attempt at cutting it in half, the scrappers had some trouble with this one.
A scrapped steam turbine, perhaps. In the background you can see a gutted casing for another turbine.
One of the generators, weeks before it was taken apart to be shipped to another power plant somewhere else.
Part of the Pillsbury tunnel that brought water back to the Mississippi River.
The generator hall of the last power station, as seen from the gantryway.