When I first saw Ogilvie’s from the ground, I promised myself to look back when i found my way into this little pitched outcropping which seemed to have the best view of Thunder Bay I could imagine. It turns out, though, that there is no floor in that section; it is just extended machine access! Oh well. Mount McKay in the background in the last light.
Note the tiled floor between the bucket conveyors and an old mill.
From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.
Chester Creek Infall, near Duluth’s old Armory. The creek will not emerge again until it is near the Lakewalk.
The roof could be vented when locomotives were running inside.
This building had no identity issues. My chief regret was not spending more time documenting the ghost signs around the complex.
A damaged roof channeled rain onto the adobe walls, cutting them in half. In the distance, a preserved house and the ruins of the Colmor School.
The concrete annex elevator had interesting graffiti. Much of it from the 1980s and 1990s.
My first night on Minneapolis’ Lighthouse–now an old picture and distant memory… I still remember the exhilaration and the view of the city off one edge of the roof and the Mississippi River over the other.