When the Mitchell project is complete, I’ll miss the textures on the face of the boiler.
Glowing observation windows–and someone forgot to lock a patient’s door…
The underside of the ore dock in winter. Snow drifts across the dock from the frozen lake.
The hospital was surrounded by walking paths that crisscrossed the front green, as it was called. Part of Kirkbride’s plan was to have ample opportunities for exercise outdoors–fresh air, especially cold fresh air, was thought to have curative properties.
Peering out of the porthole of the light tower, I saw the shadow of the station on the lake.
These wide spools sit atop the abandoned tracks that lead to the train shed, which was later repurposed into a truck shed.
Hand painted fire extinguisher notices and a long room which I strongly suspect was a pattern cutting room.
Platforms and abandoned outbuildings, as seen in 2005.
The city constructed a wall in the early 2000s to discourage visitors. Note the staircase is cut off, too.