Behind the main shaft is this familiar industrial sight… a running count of days since the last injury.
A colorful makeshift wall.
It’s never a good sign when the windows are boarded from the inside.
Tucked-into the side of the concentration mill… these machines were meant to crush underground rock into a fine dust for mineral extraction.
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
Much of the circa-1950s buildings remain with few alterations, such as these long boring sheet metal ruststicks.
A nice view of the aurora borealis (“Northern Lights”) strong enough to outshine the industrial lighting at the power plant. The lights in the foreground direct ships discharging coal for the station.
On the second floor of the former casket plant, which was retrofitted with a conveyor system to coat finished products.
The flour mill’s interior is really just a system of steel and rubber tubes that crush flour over and over in the gap. This mill was never run off of water power directly, but it used to generate power using the river.