One of my favorite night views of Fort Snelling’s so-called Upper Post, taken between snowstorms.
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.
Looking from abandoned to active. The end of Dock 6 often has a crane and some shacks on it, as the chutes aren’t used anymore. Instead, conveyors are installed on the land-side of the dock that fill docked vessels, making the end of the dock little more than a breakwater and a place to park repair and recovery equipment.
A look upriver at the crane of the Port of Detroit, quiet for the night, and the Ambassador Bridge, always humming with Canadian traffic. Downtown Detroit is beautiful, if nobody told you.
Standing on a caustic tank with my head out a roof hatch, I look at the sign of the last brand to be produced here.
Rogers Mine is one of the most structurally sound mines in the Iron River area that isn’t part of a museum.
Kate in the crow’s next… very shaky by the time she got to it.
Looking through Workhouse A from the top of a silo.
A creek has cut through the middle of the mine property, washing away the loose rock and eroding the foundations of the Concentrator. It’s pretty, though! It’s be belief, though I cannot prove it, that some of the water here originates from inside the now-buried Santiago Tunnel, which is no doubt flooded to a great extent.