The roof was in bad shape, but too beautiful to avoid. This is the spot were I used to study medieval Latin.
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
The side of King that faces the lake is stained yellow-green.
A handmade sign tracks the progress through the current beet campaign. For this factory, it was about 30 years ago. Perhaps the idea was to pit shifts against each other.
Looking across the whole milling operation from its dedicated powerhouse stretching across Eagle River.
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.
Outside the locker room without the sandwiches and beer… plenty of glass shards, though, if you feel like it.
A closeup of a soon-to-be-scrapped crane pulley.
The copula stacks were fitted with scrubbers. Making metal is a very polluting activity.