The last batch of molded metal stuck in the chute, this metallurgical furnace was falling apart brick by disintegrating brick b the time I got to it. On the upper floors there is a sophisticated network of vents and chimneys to make these little furnaces as hot as possible.
One of my favorite night views of Fort Snelling’s so-called Upper Post, taken between snowstorms.
Where the tailings boom meets the mill.
The purpose of the concentrator was to separate the gold and silver-rich ore from the waste rock. You can tell from the design that the process relies heavily on gravity.
“Crunch, crunch, crunch,” said the ground. “I know,” I replied.
The back of the neon sign before it was converted to LED lighting. The image is mirrored so it can be read.
National Mine and its rockhouse (?) as seen from Mammoth Hill. From this angle, I am fairly certain this was a crushing and sorting house. The bottom looks like it has two aerial tram doors as well.
A view of the hallway outside of the auditorium.
Kate in the crow’s next… very shaky by the time she got to it.