From the bottom of the skyway I looked back, my eyes tracing the vines from the marsh up the smokestacks to the perfect Midwestern sky.
Much of the circa-1950s buildings remain with few alterations, such as these long boring sheet metal ruststicks.
A ruined culvert near Oregon Creek, behind Old Main, the predecessor of the University of Minnesota-Duluth.
While squatting in the power plant a very powerful storm moved over unforgettable, throwing blasts of lightning across the countryside. The plant got a direct hit, in fact, and the sound of the boom reverberating through the turbine hall is something unforgettable.
The end of the new elevator. Line of bird droppings follow the fire sprinkler pipes and wires in the room.
The Wheeler Rec Center was very nice and included gymnasiums and a pool.
Officers got houses and the honor of living near other officers. They call it Officer’s Row.
Gloves hang in the basement of the former quality assurance labs.
Looking into the mouth of the hopper which mine carts dumped into at the top of the Concentrator.