The shaft house, where hydraulic steel doors allowed or denied entry into the mine shaft. Overhead is a light and alarm. If it sounds, the mine is being evacuated, and you best not go in and best stay the hell out of the way. Locals dump tires here, now.
The flour mill (rear) and its elevators. The taller elevator was moved here in 1955, when the Harrisons bought it from Federal, who declared it surplus. The smaller elevator replaced an earlier smaller warehouse in 1926. Taken shortly after dawn. This one picture made the drive worth it, for me. Medium Format.
The side of the maintenance shops, still home to several disassembled electric carts.
Shadows of the trees from the materials yard.
A firedoor dating to the original car barn is roped off, anticipating demolition.
Allouez had already suffered one major fire. It didn’t need another–especially under Dock 1’s wooden approach.
S&X seen in the background through the fog.
This is the far interior of the hotel, where the darkness made the shag carpet seem to move whenever the trees outside swayed. That is to say, constantly.