Behind the small stage is a hallway signed by practically every act that walked through its doors. There’s also a pair of palms. Since all the heat in the building collects in this area, it did seem more tropical.
Wind took the spring melt on the trees growing in taconite pellets and made it airborne. Loading chutes in the background.
Looking out of the labs at the company garages.
I wonder who boarded the family house… the EPA?
This is one of my favorite doorways (yes, I have favorites) for a few reasons: 1.) You can see how the once-arched door has been squared-off for rectangular doors to fit; 2.) you can see one complete historic door and one ruined door, and the chain that used to hold them together before someone kicked-out the security, and; 3.) I like the texture of the bricks and design of the radiators in the room beyond–the blacksmith shop. Just do.
Laundry chute to the basement, as seen on the top floor.
One last look in the mirror before you turn around and walk onstage…
All electrical rooms were surrounded by walls, for obvious reasons. Now all the walls are gone, for reasons less obvious.
The hiking around Central City is beautiful and full of history. Just get a proper topo map!
Looking through a launcher doorway at an outbuilding… the fire truck garage, if I recall correctly. Fomapan medium format in Pentax 67.