A great lakes freighter slowly passes SK Wheat Pool 4 with ‘The Sleeping Giant’ in the background. Arista 100.
The office was redder than the rest of the building.
The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.
The remains of the surgical suite.
Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
“Cutting torch.” The remains of a catwalk now leads to void on the sintering floor, four stories over the next solid footing. Only two staircases led to the top floor, some half dozen others were cut off for scrap.
The fresh snow makes the whole complex look a lot cleaner than it actually is.
“Paint the fence,” they said, but I don’t feel like it… who cares, anyway.
My favorite picture from the mills. These charts remind me of star charts or orbiting planets.