Looking up at the end of the dock at the night sky, with just the hint of the Northern Lights in the sky.
Some of the internal staircases were fitted with cages that wound round down the stairs to deter suicidal patients from taking a dive.
The boiler room has four big boilers in it, which seems like overkill. No wonder this plant could supply power to the works and the town at full capacity!
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.
The pipes in the boiler would be full of water, so the heat in the furnace.
Seating in the former top balcony is now front row for a secondary stage above and behind the main house.
One of the oldest buildings had a wide central staircase with well worn steps. They were utilitarian and beautiful.
A squat building with a rail scale. Taken between rain showers in late summer, when I seemed to be the only one at White Pine.
Standing on the ruins of the former sister dock, looking back at the soon-to-be-demolished family member. The pilings I stood on for the shot were those of the Chicago and North Western RR #3 which was dismantled in 1960 and used to be 2,040-feet long.