The shaft house, where hydraulic steel doors allowed or denied entry into the mine shaft. Overhead is a light and alarm. If it sounds, the mine is being evacuated, and you best not go in and best stay the hell out of the way. Locals dump tires here, now.
My favorite time to be in the brewery was sunrise. That’s the kind of light that made the brewhouse glow.
At this junction where Brewery Creek gets a breath of fresh air stands a kid holding a paintbrush: a Banksy (famous graffiti artist) ripoff.
The first step of the filtering process is being spun through this tube.
The well-worn chair in one larry’s operator cab, next to an overgrown coke battery.
As a storm moves across Lake Superior toward Duluth, an ore freighter anchors behind the Superior light station.
Looking down a manlift on the ore dock side of the elevator. It’s a belt-less belt-o-vator!
The stairs of this elevator had their landings removed long ago to keep vandals grounded.
I believe these hooks were meant for hanging filters to dry.