One of a few rolling workbenches to keep the thousands of pulleys, cogs, and belts working properly.
A burned and rusted control panel in the corner of the new hoist room.
Generations of Two Harbors teens smoked their first weed in this abandoned building, in my estimation. Comment if I’m right!
The newer tunnels were fitted with these fluorescent lights, although some skylights (block glass embedded in skywalks) let in some natural light during the day.
Sarah in Miller Creek Drain.
We mark our world in unexpected ways… this is how patient possessions would be stored during their stay in the old asylum wards. It’s about the size of a shoebox, and this particular drawer has a name where the others do not. Its place reminded me of the hospital cemetery where more than 3,000 are buried and less than 1% of whom are recorded by stone or plaque in their resting place.
A different kind of block party.
From inside a painting shed, where heatlamps and a vented roof made sure that the Caddy looked like it was worth the price tag.