Happy mine bacteria ‘chews’ away at one of the narrow gauge rail ties still embedded in the sand floor. The orange color is not a mistake of mine; it is the result of different minerals leeching into the water table and draining into the mine. Keep in mind that, about 100 feet above, is the Ford plant itself!
Generations of Two Harbors teens smoked their first weed in this abandoned building, in my estimation. Comment if I’m right!
One of a few rolling workbenches to keep the thousands of pulleys, cogs, and belts working properly.
An old handcart sits next to a rotting elevator.
This is an example of the equipment that was originally manufactured at Barcol.
A coveted corner office, full of former thrift store wares.
The chalkboard in the filtering plant reminds new visitors of the last day.
Maximum capacity exceeded.
Imagine the voice of an entitled White suburban mother. She’s now talking about oral hygiene in the “urban” (Black) schools.