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.
An experimental shaft dug in the 1950s and its Hoist House.
The office stairs. Part of Herb’s morning walk.
Many outdoor areas of the plant have become unofficial city dumps. The skeleton doesn’t care.
Blending the explosive ingredients was dangerous. It is no wonder that the blending house had so many emergency slides.
One of the ugly modern staircases.
Unloading boats had the option to take on fuel at Taconite Harbor. This building, among other things, pumped fuel to the dock.
From the bottom of the skyway I looked back, my eyes tracing the vines from the marsh up the smokestacks to the perfect Midwestern sky.
On the dark side of the workhouse at sunset, you can almost see where the walls used to be. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.