Miller Creek, in one of the wider sections that features a trout (as in the fish) canal in the middle of the drain. Even though it is underground, the fish are able to visit their breeding ponds upstream by swimming through the specially designed tunnel.
The basement of the asylum was a strange place. Take, this fireplace, for instance, in an otherwise barren room. Random cinderblock (left) has created a little room behind the fireplace. To round out the strangeness, a toilet was plumbed into the middle of the space. Note the stone foundations.
The mostly-empty distilling room is easy to spot from the outside because of the distinctive round window.
Looking up at the end of the dock at the night sky, with just the hint of the Northern Lights in the sky.
Looking from one workhouse at another, with the other residents of Mill Hell falling into place as the distance grows. Across the rail yard you can see Froedert Malt elevator and Calumet.
The building is winking.
A self portrait on a tire swing outside the Service Building.
Off the beaten path is this old LTV sign. Now it points to a ghost town and dead dock.