“GREETING FROM BEAUTIFUL GARY–WISH YOU WERE HERE!” My postcard shot.
In this old repair shop, vines fall from the rotting roof to meet mossy concrete. Even though it had been dry for days, water dripped in from the roof to make permanent puddles between workstations. It was full of color and sound and industry and nature.
Redlining is the practice of shutting certain races out of neighborhoods, and it is still a big problem today. Such behaviors were a big factor in creating the need for these projects.
An alarm panel in the powerpplant, now demolished.
In some places in the mine shops, you can still make out narrow gauge track in the floors.
Thunder Bay Elevator, now stands without a headhouse. Around the silos, a few shacks still stand.
Behind the grand staircase is this beautifully preserved hallway with medieval-style arches and vivid paint.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
Looking out at the town water tower (which I love) from the sugar mill (which I also love).