The Western Elevator’s old moniker looks over Fort William (the neighborhood). Snow falls over Mount McKay in the background. This elevator is still active… the only active elevator in Fort William proper.
One of my favorite signs, informing workers about to descend into the open-top grain bins about basic procedures. This was in ADM-Annex 1 (connected to the cleaning house via skyway), so it will never be seen again, unless the sign lands luckily when the elevator is demolished.
Unintentional art comes in the form of a beet juice slurry baffle.
With the maintenance door open you can see the buckets on in the vertical conveyor.
This sign was important when trains ran the length of the elevator.
One boat comes into port while three wait. The birds, fat from spilled grain, circle overhead. Arista 100.
In case power was lost, this manual signal could direct trains on and off the taconite trestle. Turning the pole would change the color of the light on top and the shape of the metal flags.
A control panel that was mothballed, anticipating a time when the plant may be reactivated.
Pillsbury from across the Mississippi River and Stone Arch Bridge from the roof of the Washburn Crosby Elevator (aka Gold Medal Flour).