From the loftily perspective of the crane cab, I thought about how nice it would have been to have been here when there was equipment to share the space. This begs the question, who took out the equipment?
At night the city lights blast through the broken windows, casting crazy colors through the off-white interior of the mill.
Old parts catalogs litter the floor. The office overlooks empty shelves. Graffiti glue peeling paint in place.
The pilot house, lit with the lights of Superior.
Candy jar molds, in the far corner of the paint shop.
A bumper sticker with the usual tagline. Note the detail on the radiator!
The Wheeler Rec Center was very nice and included gymnasiums and a pool.
Some warnings on the older battery which was visibly older than its eastern counterpart. This set of batteries had no railing between the side of the ovens and a long drop onto railroad tracks… I like this picture because it shows the effects of the heat and corrosive gasses on the area around the ovens.