If it wasn’t for the humming and crackling of the wires, I could believe I had arrived to a post apocalyptic landscape.

If it wasn’t for the humming and crackling of the wires, I could believe I had arrived to a post apocalyptic landscape.
A squat building with a rail scale. Taken between rain showers in late summer, when I seemed to be the only one at White Pine.
Near the guard post protecting the launch pad at the Duluth BOMARC is an orange windsock.
Part of the decommissioned plant was used by the Air Force for virtual bombing runs. This is the guard shack for the radar station.
The guard shack protecting the Nike launch pad.
An abandoned gatehouse bearing the name of the former factory.