The two antennae are retracted–the position they would be in if the base was under attack.
Between blizzards on the hill, I look out over the Chateau. Kodak Portra 400 on Voightlander Bessa.
Where the trees are sprouting–below the skyways and criss-crossing pipes–are two sets of railroad tracks that turned through this narrow alleyway through the middle of the production line to drop off raw materials and pick up finished product.
The mill is one of the tallest buildings in the city. It’s too bad that the cupola with its big skylights and flagpole were removed.
One of two projectors, still set to run old 3D flicks.
The offices were cut in half, letting the fog roll in and the photographers roll out.
In the upper left of the image you can see where the gas tanks used to be, along with the concentration equipment. Along the bottom you can also see some of the many railroad tracks coming and going from the plant–the ones visible here were incoming tracks that carried in hard coal from the eastern US.
From the highest roof of Ogvilvie’s, Thunder Bay looks like paradise.
Even in monochrome, you can probably tell what colors were over Hastings that evening: Red, White, and Blue.