It’s almost hard to tell whether the colors come from oil in the water or the colorful glass lit up by the Michigan sunset.
This giant gear’s sole purpose was to turn the ship’s single rudder in all conditions.
“It must have been beautiful once.” “Yeah, especially in the winter.”
This roof hasn’t budged under the weight of snow, instead it just filters-through the light onto the floor.
This part of the roundhouse was being brought down by rain and gravity.
On the Turbine Room floor, one old steam pump still remains, ready to pressurize steam pipes with the hot stuff throughout the car shops and boilers.
In the middle of the foundry, an office is untouched by scrappers, legal and not. Inside, warnings and catalogs for machines that are gone, obsolete, and melted down.
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.
Just across the North Dakota border, a rusty Milwaukee Road boxcar sits where it was shoved off the mainline. The grain elevator in the background marks the tracks, which is still used by BNSF.