I really liked the bulky pillars on this outer-ring cottage.
Wind-battered catwalk lights between the shaft house and headframe/rockhouse building.
A social club/restaurant that was likely the place to be late at night.
Island Station, in the middle of the power house, in the middle of a thunder storm. Flapping pipe covers and sheets of ran penetrating one massive arched window and blasting through the other, as winds power through the building from the Mississippi. The sound of the thunder made every length of steel squeak under the pressure.
A crack in a window in a wall. What’s this doing here?
Much of the plant depended on steam, not only for heat but for mechanical power.
A little ice and snow made work at Taconite Harbor much more dangerous.
When I see this picture, I imagine that I am an ant exploring a mushroom farm.
A familiar scene in Control Tower B, though the microphone has not been used for years.