I couldn’t help but include this ghost sign for a demolished motel…
The corner of the elevator… lumber armored with steel for fireproofing and water resistance.
When the factory’s production line was up for auction, many parts were removed, crated and labeled with big painted numbers to ease their removal by buyers. Not everything sold, however, so not one dark corner of the factory seems without a pile of dislocated industrial junk.
The fantastic Art Deco portico over the main entrance to the concourse.
The bottom of the tailings boom is rotten. In days when the dredge, floated, gangways connected it to shore, it seemed. You can see the size of the pontoons under the boat here.
The old gate sign, leaned against one of the terminal elevators.
A dead work truck rusts near an outbuilding. Everything is marked with a code. Modernity.
C’mon and grab your friends… we’ll go to very—rusty lands…
The perimeter fence still holds strong, 50 years after it was put up.