Ladders crawl the back of the signs. Graffiti writers’ right of passage.
A 5-minute exposure of the tunnel and stars, and even some of Duluth’s city lights bouncing off the clouds. A single off-camera flash in the tunnel gives the effect of an oncoming train.
While squatting in the power plant a very powerful storm moved over unforgettable, throwing blasts of lightning across the countryside. The plant got a direct hit, in fact, and the sound of the boom reverberating through the turbine hall is something unforgettable.
This building stood on stilts until it was demolished. The top floor handled radio traffic to boats and trains. The bottom floor had locker rooms, records, and a lunchroom.
The basements of the barracks were often stone and brick, and many of them were connected by short tunnels.
The tunnels were full of bricked-up doorways. I wonder how many rooms under there are totally sealed from the outside world…
A long exposure of the side of the coke ovens, lit by the nearby streetlights.
Looking through the trestle toward the ghost town.
One of my favorite night views of Fort Snelling’s so-called Upper Post, taken between snowstorms.