This ruined skyway looks like it should be at ground level because of the growth, but it’s actually the second floor of the building.
The coke plant looked more natural through a grimy window.
The main shaft’s cable spooled with bird castings belies the fact that lives used to dangle from its steel-wound strength. Arrows on the circles would indicate the mine level the cars were currently at.
The Algosteel navigating Superior Entry.
Wind blew taconite dust against the walls of these suspended control room, making even the glass appear to rust.
Looking at the headframe for Shaft 3 from the tower for Shaft 1. Below is the roof of the Dry House. It was hard to remind myself that these building have been abandoned longer than I’ve been alive.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
C’mon and grab your friends… we’ll go to very—rusty lands…
A US Army Corps of Engineers tug, tied at the end of the pier before the American Victory was parked here.