362 The texture of the cracking poured concrete ore pocket is somewhere between stone and driftwood. Related Similar Images ...based on the tags: concrete, ghost-signs, numbers, rebar, stencils... Taconite Harbor’s main road, now overgrown and leading to nothing. Just asphalt between caved-in curbs. In the steam plant, steam pipes bundled in canvas and asbestos criss-cross the walls. The bricks routinely fell from the walls, like seeds falling from trees. On a smaller scale, new walls grew from the floors. A storage vault for guns and other weapons to protect the base from attack. The old gate sign, leaned against one of the terminal elevators. These copulas made the iron for casting. The back of the mill reads “Red River Milling Company” See left. These ruins of buildings recovered acid from the explosives line to be recycled.