The elevator tower seems to have been built with expansion of the dock in mind.
This gives a sense of the scale and the water damage of the old side (brick, rather than concrete) of the roundhouse.
This is one of my favorite images of the year because of the color, light and textures. Someone told me once that the medium of photographers is not film or digital sensors, but rather shadows. This photo is evidence of that.
This peak is a little over 7,000 feet high and is a popular hiking spot. As a bulky Minnesotan who is better built for an arctic expedition, I stuck to the mesa.
It was a strange choice, although I appreciate it, for the firm reusing the shops to brick up the doorways while leaving the doors.
A facade that tells the story of demolition and neglect. The sign on the garage door indicates that if one finds themselves there, that they enter the buildings at their own risk. If only property owners in the US took this philosophy!
Most of the control panels were faceless. No doubt, they were parted out to keep other sugar mills alive.
Before it was demolished, there was one good staircase the led to the middle of the dock. Trees grew from it.