The great stenciled number on this chute caught my eye.
I found a face.
The nitrating house was a chemically dangerous place, so it had thick metal and concrete shield for every station right next to an emergency shower.
There is no denying that the Fergus Falls asylum was a beautiful place, especially around sunset.
These corner pilings served as bumpers… a little assurance against wind, ice, and new captains.
The “Bentleyville” Christmas tree, part of a winter light show, in storage.
Looking at the engine house (left) from atop the stoves.
Taken from the arm of the pocket loader–note the tree growing out of the conveyor belt. Often where you see old piles of taconite, trees are springing up. The byproducts of the pelletization process break down and make a really fertile mix, especially with all the iron content!
A sizable crane on the corner of the engine house still swings out.