A window for light and air pokes above the big arch in the hallway. Most of the interior ceilings were broad brick archways.
The last trace of Mitchell, Minnesota is a pile of cans on the side of the main street, Mitchell Avenue. These will be recognizable for another century or so, for future history-minded explorers.
I wonder when fluorescent lighting was added.
Small rooms in the basement of the asylum were seemingly too tiny to be used, even for storage.
A panorama next to a long abandoned adit. The tram has seen better days.
Equipment that did not sell at auction.
In the corner of the former school grounds…
Either the company was pulling parts from this evaporator to use as parts for other plants, or the last thing the workers did was to get this machine ready for the next campaign. Either way, plans changed.
From the highest roof of Ogvilvie’s, Thunder Bay looks like paradise.