These aluminum powder kegs were forgotten in storage.
No wonder the factory shut down; everyone was scheduled to work 9 to 5 and the clock’s broken! (In all seriousness, this is/used to be a beautiful timepiece, especially for a utilitarian factory like this.
A broken window looking through the First Aid Room and into the Control Room in charge of directing grain into ships. You can see one of the large conveyors on the right, clad in green. Chutes and staircases intertwine seemingly randomly through the big empty spaces.
Heavy steel doors to isolate the underground magnetic separation mill from Eagle Mine’s main tunnel.
Looking toward Sleeping Giant from the workhouse.
I was squatting overnight in one of the buildings and woke up with the sunrise. This is what I woke up to.
Christmas lights from the time Island Station was an art studio lean against a rusty boiler.
Another ruined spiral staircase in the mill.
From an unsteady perch atop the blast furnace, the morning light began to leach into the complex below.