Part of the grain dust venting system, dislodged from its place above the dumping hatches under the grain cribs.
Inside this small iron clad mine is a couch and some clothes. It seems that for a short while, someone was living inside of it…
A broken scale in Isabella A, next to an old wood stove.
Looking out from my perch close to the Kam toward the Ogilvie head house. To the left is a newer concrete annex, probably built in the years it bore the name Saskatchewan Pool 8.
A misnomer that stuck.
I love that the administration building–almost 100 years old now–still carries the original name.
In the brewhouse between the preheating tank and kettle room. The spiral staircase goes into a kettle annex where a few smaller stainless steel kettles hide. If you looked right from this frame you would see the bottom of one of the kettles like the bottom of a steel mixing bowl.
This is one of the modern nurse’s stations where the last inpatients lived in the mid-2000s. The windows are thick shatterproof plastic. I am unsure why the suspended ceiling is missing.
The metallic arms of the missile erector, which would stand rockets over the blast pit in the launch position. Medium Format film–cheap but excellent Fomapan 100 in a Pentax 67.