Note the wood and rubber wheels on this powder cart.
Pipe fittings in little drawers, lit by tea lights.
An old stoker in a power plant that was abandoned long before the mill next to it, by all indications. Sugar mills burned dry beet pulp pellets for fuel.
In the grungy control room, I found a little slice that was never graffitied.
This drying house was full of ventilation ducts, broken scales, and insulated carts to haul powder around the line.
A manhole cover sealing Clark House Creek below Superior Street.
Shadows of the skylights form a backdrop for rust-welded machines.
An impressive message for graffiti in a Detroit warehouse, but then again look at these steam pumps. Over-built and under-appreciated.
One of my favorite pictures of the tunnel. I am holding a bike rim and wearing a headlamp. My friend triggered the flash just behind my lower back. The fog is a temperature inversion at the entrance of the tunnel; it was 102 degrees outside of the tunnel and about 50 degrees inside, and humid.