While the stokers are gone, the pipes bringing pulverized coal down were left.
2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
Looking toward Sleeping Giant from the workhouse.
The control room floats above the top of the dock atop a spiral staircase.
The crane on Dock 2, as seen from Dock 4 right after sunset. Notice the old light tower is warped.
“Against the blue sky, its rusting central silos look like rising smoke meeting the last minutes of a sunset. These give way to a corrugated night sky of blue gray, punched-through with staggered four-pane windows, all glassless.”
Looking out from a hallway on the third floor where a ceiling and roof should be. I could not stand in the room, as the floor had collapsed into the basement, but I could put my camera out at arm’s length and fire a few pictures upward, which is how I came away with this image!
There were a few traces of the building’s past, mostly in the doors and floors, some of which still had rails embedded in the concrete. The building could store 174 streetcars inside of its walls.