Orange Line

Water turned the taconite powder into a rusty, slippery paste… everywhere the water pooled up, doubling the beauty from certain special angles.

Looking down the walkway that traces the bottom side of the ore dock.

A bright red light blinks on the end of the abandoned dock to ward off passing boats.

This tunnel goes to the adit over the Eagle River Mills. I bet those carts go fast down here!

2013. As part of the Head House’s facelift, it’s gotten new windows. However, you can now still see where the conveyor-way connected this building with the elevators behind it in the upper right of the image.

Glazed-brick walls catch the reflections of half an arch, backlighting the cool curving staircase. It’s all custom, baby.

The top of the docks are so rotten in places that you can see the lake through the boards. In the foreground you can see the controls for the chutes, which work on a clutch.

A US Army Corps of Engineers tug, tied at the end of the pier before the American Victory was parked here.

Part of a vintage neon sign. I hope it’s been preserved–it reminds me of the sign that hung over my grandfather’s tv sales and repair shop in small town Minnesota.