On the top floor of the former casket building is the finishing line for the coating section; on this section the final spray of plastic would hit the wood before a small furnace would seal the plastic permanently to the surface, making it more resilient, I assume.
Chester Creek takes many such sliding dives where it empties into Lake Superior.
The middle missile launcher, as seen from the roof of its neighbor.
Workers’ lockers, strewn across Main Street, yet still out of the way.
I’ve been in a lot of different mines. Some on tours, some not. If you pass through Howardsville, Colorado without going on the Old Hundred Mine Tour, you’re missing out. This is what Santiago Tunnel looked like in the 1940s when it was near the end of its life.
One of the few artifacts left in the chapel section is this old floor buffing machine.
A heavy steel device locks the anchor up.
A little sun and a little moisture sprouted this grass in the middle of the steel silos, in the midst of Minneapolis’ “graffiti graveyard”. Two images of time: nature growing through industry and rust dissolving old art in the elements.
The St. Louis County Sheriff constantly patrols the property looking for trespassers.