Beside the half-demolished Thunder Bay Elevator shops and offices (brick building) are some rusting fishing boats. A little bit of SWP #7 is seen in the upper right.
Imagine with yellow window guards are eyebrows and the open windows are the eyes. This headframe seems a bit curious.
Sarah below Cascade Park. This space was destroyed when the park flooded.
I did not take the escape ladder to the surface, but I am told it pops up in the middle of a hill next to the missile silo doors.
In the grungy control room, I found a little slice that was never graffitied.
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.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
Behind the evaporators are heavy access hatches to inspect the steam pipes within.
One of the only modern features aboard was its bow and stern thrusters, which would have helped the Ford a lot, if it was not for the fact that without a working engine, forward motion was impossible. Strangely, even before it was scrapped, it could probably move side to side.