Portland Huron and downtown Duluth from the end of the Elevator A slip.
Model: Devan. Instagram: sextmachine
The shadow of the Fairbanks scale on the window of the office of Isabella B.
At sunrise the fog rose near the solvent recovery line. You can barely read the “XXX” warning.
One of my favorite pictures of the tunnel. I am holding a bike rim and wearing a headlamp. My friend triggered the flash just behind my lower back. The fog is a temperature inversion at the entrance of the tunnel; it was 102 degrees outside of the tunnel and about 50 degrees inside, and humid.
The Western Elevator’s old moniker looks over Fort William (the neighborhood). Snow falls over Mount McKay in the background. This elevator is still active… the only active elevator in Fort William proper.
The end of the dock disappears in the fog.
A twin-engine crew pushes full taconite cars onto Dock 6.
If you look close you can see a figure on the water tower.
Looking at ADM-Delmar #4, #1 and Kurth from the Meal Storage Elevator at sunset on one of the warmer days of December. Note the graffiti “United Crushers” that gave the big elevator its common name among locals. Also, Harris Machinery is sitting in the lower-left corner, awaiting word of its next use.
The Barker turning around before it backed into Tac Harbor to unload coal for Minnesota Power.
For some time, tugboats were stored next to the elevator.
In 2015 there was a flea market of sorts beside the Twohy in an old circus tent.
The chapel (left) and surgical suite (straight on) move in an out of view as fog rolls up from the St. Louis River valley.
The offices were cut in half, letting the fog roll in and the photographers roll out.
The headquarters for the plant was in the middle of it. It’s abandoned but well preserved–a strange sight in Gary, Indiana.
Looking toward Mitchell from its last building.
In what used to be a hallway under what used to be a skyway, each with what had conveyor belts for the grain that once was stored here. The fog doesn’t change.
Trees by the beautiful Nurse’s Cottage above and behind the Kirkbride. One side looks out over farmland while the other faces the back of the hospital grounds. As of 2014, the city is allowing artists to rent spaces inside.
The cold air collided with the sun-warmed water on the floor, filling the ground floor of the Keg House with thick fog…
Downtown and the blight.
S&X seen in the background through the fog.
Some local kids were having a fire extinguisher fight when I walked into the lab one day.
The end of the peninsula where Consolidated D was built, aka General Mills A, used to hold a Northern Pacific freight depot. These are part of the ruins of it.
As sun set the car barn underwent a temperature inversion causing a dense fog to rise from the puddles where tracks once where. I opened the Yellowstone-sized doors and watched the bank roll out into downtown Mitchell.
The steam plant at Nopeming is an iconic (and crooked) smokestack. Kodak Pro 400 on a Fuji GX680.
Fall fog swept up from the river valley, making the building look more like it felt–a ghost, out of time and place.
A row of security lights line the roof of the power station.