The long control room overlooks giant caps where equipment was removed long ago.
A little catwalk gives access to the most important gauges in the building. Behind them are huge vents and fans. I bet it got steamy in here.
S&X seen in the background through the fog.
It’s a small world… look at it.
The shadow of the Fairbanks scale on the window of the office of Isabella B.
I am not sure what this machine does, but I have a hunch that it husks and cleans the sugar beets as they come into the plant. It is certainly the biggest single piece of equipment in any of the mills.
Small stained panes and orange brick. I had no idea when I took this picture that the colored glass would turn the insides of the mill into a bright aquamarine. It was a beautiful intersection of nature and industry, in the most unintended way.
The taller of the two smokestacks on site. Note the crack around its crown.
A long exposure of the city glow illuminating the roof, highlighting the victorian and gothic influences on the brew house.