The generator room was state of the art when it was installed, allowing the complex to use motors and electric lighting ahead of its competitors.
On the upper floors where the sunlight is yellow–the color of flour dust, once exposed to the elements.
This bridge over Eagle River is beautiful.
Candy jar molds, in the far corner of the paint shop.
A handmade sign tracks the progress through the current beet campaign. For this factory, it was about 30 years ago. Perhaps the idea was to pit shifts against each other.
In this section of the Men’s Ward, sealed by brick from lower floors, the room doors had messages painted in their inside–some motivational, some not. I would be interested to hear if anyone knows the backstory of this section. Lighting is natural; it was just after sunset.
Filters and fans to draw air into the boilers in the second power plant.
The front door to the auditorium.
It was interesting that, even though storms had carried the wooden walkway that stretched under the dock, these piles of spilled taconite remain where they had dropped.