In this ghost town where there were brick, wooden, and dirt-brick buildings, the latter fared the best by far.
This battlement-like tower is the first thing one sees coming to Old Taylor from Frankfort.
One night, I camped behind the sugar mill. You can tell be the clouds that a cold front was moving out—it was a hot day.
This is what it might have looked like if a new Ford descended in the elevator with its headlights on. As seen from the Mississippi side–the opposite portal faces the sand mine.
The same view in 2007. Superior, WI, some have said, is a suburb of Duluth, MN. It’s more like a sub-suburb, I would argue. It’s the industrial district that is technically in another state, one that sells beer on Sundays. Perspective is looking out of the mostly-disassembled larger (newer) elevator.
The chapel (left) and surgical suite (straight on) move in an out of view as fog rolls up from the St. Louis River valley.
Looking out from a hallway on the third floor where a ceiling and roof should be. I could not stand in the room, as the floor had collapsed into the basement, but I could put my camera out at arm’s length and fire a few pictures upward, which is how I came away with this image!
The crane on Dock 2, as seen from Dock 4 right after sunset. Notice the old light tower is warped.