With an office like this, the ones food begins to taste more and more like nachos.
The first 800 or so feet of the tunnel is finished with reinforced concrete. The test is raw stone. This is the spot where it switches. Side note: nailing this shot on film is one of my proudest light-painted moments.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
Looking at the boarded exterior of the newer area of the orphanage from its 1914 section.
The building behind Daisy was demolished, leaving these tanks and a pointless conveyorway. Now it’s bricked (see over door near right corner of mill) and the tanks are exposed to the elements. There are a few holes in the area that have a healthy drop, so you should avoid the area.
It was interesting that, even though storms had carried the wooden walkway that stretched under the dock, these piles of spilled taconite remain where they had dropped.
Train-mounted snowplows pushed the snow through the fence and against the old offices.
A side door for the brick factory.
Spots of yellow gravel mark gold mines with nothing left on the surface. Is this one of the drainage pipes?