Looking through the an access panel at the hoist room for Shaft No. 3. The cable had long ago been scrapped, along with the motors to drive the pulleys. I still admire the workmanship on the spool’s arching metal shell.
Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
Looking up at the most conspicuous graffiti in the city on ADM #4.
The corner of the elevator… lumber armored with steel for fireproofing and water resistance.
On the second floor of the kettle building where corn mash was boiled, holes where tanks once sat were everywhere.
Looking across the whole milling operation from its dedicated powerhouse stretching across Eagle River.
There are a few campers parked in the abandoned buildings around the NAD. I am guessing that they were once a more secure place to store such things OR they have always been wide open, and this was a quick and free way to dump unwanted toys.
A closeup of one of the winding machines that found itself under a leaky section of roof.
Beside the half-demolished Thunder Bay Elevator shops and offices (brick building) are some rusting fishing boats. A little bit of SWP #7 is seen in the upper right.