It looks like this doorway was bricked up while the building behind it was still being used as a rail shop.
Presumably, in a nuclear blast the antenna would be blown flat and pop back up, allowing communication even after a near-direct hit.
This was my first view of Harris Machinery’s property… it was strange to find what looked like a ghost town five minutes from downtown Minneapolis!
Electric Steel’s bins reflect the sunset.
A dead work truck rusts near an outbuilding. Everything is marked with a code. Modernity.
One of the many fireproof bridges connecting the factory sections, one way to prevent fires from spreading throughout the plant.
When I first saw Ogilvie’s from the ground, I promised myself to look back when i found my way into this little pitched outcropping which seemed to have the best view of Thunder Bay I could imagine. It turns out, though, that there is no floor in that section; it is just extended machine access! Oh well. Mount McKay in the background in the last light.
A humble prairie elevator at Fannystelle, Manitoba. What a name!
Rows of offices under the power plant, which was in the middle of being demolished during my adventure. Despite the snow, this was meant as an interior.