Peering out of the porthole of the light tower, I saw the shadow of the station on the lake.
An open porthole to let the history dry out a bit… note the giant anchor chains disappearing through the hole in the floor, where the rest of the length is stored. The line on the right side is stretched tight because it’s one of the cables securing the boat to shore. All this equipment is steam-powered.
Taken before the Ford was towed to Duluth for scrapping.
The pilot house, lit with the lights of Superior.
On deck, looking at the door to the engine room.
The back of the pilot house had a desk full of navigational notes and maps.