Between the Old Crow and Old Taylor bonded warehouses are some of the fouled barrels, now the only ones left, which were left to rot in the elements. Nearby in a loading bay that has obviously been disused longer than the rest of the property, terra cotta roofing waits in crates.
One of the older buildings on the site, this is an old power house that provided electricity to the plant. I spent some time walking around it and believe it was fired with coal gas but had a diesel backup installed later.
Watching the demolition of one stockhouse from another. The two cranes were removing steel storage tanks.
The moon highlights the contrails over the engine house in the middle of the night. Foreground light painted.
The portal facing Taconite Harbor (at a healthy distance) is mostly closed. Some kids put bullet holes in it. Shooting down a long tunnel is extremely dangerous, and you should not do it, obviously. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
A rusting disconnect gangway. The smokestack is for a boiler, if I recall.
A full harbor on a hot summer evening, just after twilight, as seen from atop the castle walls.
In the nurses’ dormitories, beds, couches and chairs still sit. It’s unclear whether these are remnants of the homeless shelter in the 80s or the actual nurses.
A corner of the addition is lined with glass cabinets, formerly filled with beds.