The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.
One of the last times I saw the skyway standing. ADM’s Meal Elevator is in the distance.
One of the few man-sized exterior doors, seemingly with an original frame. Classic arching and beautiful textures–every inch of wall had me drooling. If this engine house was in a metropolitan area, it would have been turned into a $10 million white collar office suite ten years ago.
A strange little staircase on the side of the orphanage puts the scale of the building in perspective. It’s big, by U.P. standards!
My first picture at Nopeming, sometime around 2004. The same year that the county stopped mowing the lawn.
Looking through the loading platform of Frontenac Mine toward Black Hawk. In 1900, you would see Druid Mine on the left and Aduddell on the right.
Two roads; the left one you can walk down, but you have to answer questions when people ask. The right one–you don’t want to be found on that one.
Castle, Montana is a ghost town. Almost no signs remain that it was a mining town.
Ringling, MT is spread thin across the grassy land.