Standing where the Standard Oil’s boiler used to sit; the coal room is on the right, and would have been filled from trackside.
S&X seen in the background through the fog.
The cemetery for the old asylum is, sadly, largely unmarked. Only in recent years has there been a real effort to locate and identify the remains there.
This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
A breeze and broken window has animated one of the few curtains still hanging in Nopeming as of 2015.
The hike to the village is steep. This is looking into the valley from the halfway point.
Standing on the ruins of the former sister dock, looking back at the soon-to-be-demolished family member. The pilings I stood on for the shot were those of the Chicago and North Western RR #3 which was dismantled in 1960 and used to be 2,040-feet long.
The secret sweet-yet-salty center of the nameless factoryscape. Home base, tuned to rule the AC and turn out Product X at record rates, I’m sure.