Only two machines sit on the rails in the roundhouse, both oil cars. It’s not clear whether there’s anything inside either, but they have to have been placed here before 1970, when the turntable outside these numbered doors was removed.
The main gate, as seen in 2005. It hasn’t changed much since then.
Fantastic brick graffiti piece by a Duluthian in 1933! Is the stick drawing of a horse? Feel free to weigh in.
One of the storage bunkers was cracked open. I wonder how effective this heavy door would actually be… I expect, not very.
An old handcart sits next to a rotting elevator.
In the nitrating house.
My favorite time to be in the brewery was sunrise. That’s the kind of light that made the brewhouse glow.
A closeup of a flour chute.
The doorframes become more askew every year as the buildings slip downward into the gulch at different rates. This seems to be the part of the mine ruins where transients leave their marks. The graffiti dated back to the 1970s, at least.