Blue skies and rust-pocked siding contrast the high-altitude blue sky. By the time I had worked my way back to the tram, it was sunset.
The old No Trespassing sign, with the Peavey logo still on it.
The stairs of this elevator had their landings removed long ago to keep vandals grounded.
After a religious conversion from actors to projectors, a rebranding was in order.
Peering through the glass in the Hoist Operator’s cab, stained with graffiti. The cable and reels can be seen through the glass… these are now gone.
An industrial cart next to an inspection point on the evaporator floor.
An emergency slide to help workers evacuate the blending house in an emergency.
A stencil instructs the first and third shifts to ask security for access. Security was out during all my visits, except one mishap where a strung-out local chased me with a truck. Having spent a decade exploring the U.P., I was not caught off guard.