A panorama of the Shipping/Receiving building on the northeast end of the block. In the old days this would be facing the ‘Dry Dock Hotel’, a boarding house owned by the company, presumably for the use of the men having their boats repaired here.
One leg of the headframe meets the hoist house. Two cranes are rusted in place.
The building on the right was where parts not assembled onto vehicles would be set in crates for shipment.
Some small candles light one of the few surviving tunnels that once linked buildings on the campus with the steam plant. In winter, it was common for patients to be transported through these to avoid the cold, and during the Cold War these served as nuclear fallout shelters.
Science Alert. When the sun strikes an object, that object absorbs some of the infared light in the form of heat. The heat absorbed by the old Soo dock absorbed and radiated that energy to melt off the snow from the ice around it, making it very reflective.
The only light in the ‘coffin’ of the Atlas E is that which leaks through the exhaust vents.
Another perfect Indianan sunset alights like a bird on the tops of the vent houses and tree-packed smokestacks.
My first night on Minneapolis’ Lighthouse–now an old picture and distant memory… I still remember the exhilaration and the view of the city off one edge of the roof and the Mississippi River over the other.
Looking into the main workhouse from the skyway into the annex elevator. But who care? Look at the colors!