After a short rainfall douses the mill in downtown Fergus Falls, the river next to the brick walls swells and the sounds of water overtakes the echos of the nearby bars. Reflections are on the foundation of the former distribution and rail building.
I couldn’t help but include this ghost sign for a demolished motel…
The power plant of the Old Crow distillery was mostly original. I didn’t have a tripod, so I had to balance my camera on the equipment there.
The Bunk House was not just for sleeping, but it was for eating and recreation too. In one corner, near the door to the Blacksmith Shop (left) is this terrific stove, probably original (circa 1937).
I believe this is the push car, meaning it would push the charge in the oven out the opposite side into the train car.
No wonder the factory shut down; everyone was scheduled to work 9 to 5 and the clock’s broken! (In all seriousness, this is/used to be a beautiful timepiece, especially for a utilitarian factory like this.
A ship passes the abandoned dock on its way to Duluth. Taconite dust stains the sides of its hull red.
Thunder Bay Elevator, now stands without a headhouse. Around the silos, a few shacks still stand.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.