The inside of the hotel, as seen from inside its beer cave.
Early bird catches the shadow of Battle Mountain blaring across the ghost town.
Kat dancing down the trestle, which is one of the highest in the state, standing about 100 feet over the road. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
A long exposure of the launch pad and its dedicated guard shack. In the middle of the base is a tall antenna which was part of the MARS program during the Gulf War. The MARS program helped connect calls between deployed soldiers and their families.
As the Barker steamed past the dock and island, the sunset casts the shadow of the Taconite Harbor receiving trestle on the boat. Through the fog, you can see some of the islands that were joined into a breakwater.
Colleen on the roof.
Sidewalks to a boarded barracks, each making the other obsolete in the night.
My first picture at Nopeming, sometime around 2004. The same year that the county stopped mowing the lawn.
Looking down Pommenicher Straße from Gaststätte Rosarius, the monstrous machine about to devour the town bites at the ground.