Looking down range. You can tell where most of the rounds hit by the dark marks in the wall.
Looking up at the most conspicuous graffiti in the city on ADM #4.
Part of the 1917 mill that had a little bit of roof left over it–most of this building was open to the sky. The birds loved it, but everything metal was quickly becoming too unstable to walk on.
Much of the milling equipment predated the mill itself, so I would not be surprised if this particular machine really dates to 1860.
Zachary Taylor’s very own Scottish castle, spring-side in the Kentucky backcountry. Boarded and waiting, but in surprisingly good condition, considering the decades. I especially love the tower on the right side of the frame.
Shadows of the rusty trestle and cold control towers on the Barker. Workers are preparing to swing over the sides of the boat to help secure her to the Minnesota Power dock.
This seems to be the space where upholstery patterns would be drafted. On the table were half-finished notes on a new design.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
Short-stack remains of mounts for rod and ball mills, if I was to bet. The concentrator separated junk rock (tails) from the copper and silver ore, to such a point it could be smelted.