Across the walls of the brick repair shop, near where men and machine entered Shaft No. 3, vines, pipes, and graffiti battle unknowingly for visual prominence.
These buildings were largely used as concentrators for the crushed rock, although I did spy some small mills inside these too.
From the slip where grain boats would tie for loading and unloading, the unloader juts in a modernist-architectural way that is oddly visibly satisfying. Inside that white building is the retracted boat unloader, more or less a long and sturdy conveyor attached to a joint and crane motor. There used to be four loaders that looked like simple tubes with cranes and ropes attached hanging from this side of the elevator. All that remains of those is one fixture on the white building (not visible here) and the frame of one on the elevator proper, visible in the upper-middle of this image, to the right of the unloader apparatus.
On the second floor of the kettle building where corn mash was boiled, holes where tanks once sat were everywhere.
The top of the docks are so rotten in places that you can see the lake through the boards. In the foreground you can see the controls for the chutes, which work on a clutch.
When a big motor rusted free of its ceiling mount, it smashed onto this workbench.
The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot.