The coal crusher (above) and the conveyor (left) to bring the powdered coal to furnace hoppers (right).
The pilot house, lit with the lights of Superior.
A bank of vertical filing cabinets, probably dating to National Guard days.
The surgical suite was flooding.
A stencil instructs the first and third shifts to ask security for access. Security was out during all my visits, except one mishap where a strung-out local chased me with a truck. Having spent a decade exploring the U.P., I was not caught off guard.
“The fresh snow mixed indistinguishably from the ashes of the half-demolished power plant.”
Part of the hotel where employees slept and spare bed parts were stored.