An interesting crane in the back of the machine shop. It seems very light duty, so I am not certain what it was used for.
The chalkboard in the filtering plant reminds new visitors of the last day.
Imagine with yellow window guards are eyebrows and the open windows are the eyes. This headframe seems a bit curious.
A stencil instructs the first and third shifts to ask security for access. Security was out during all my visits, except one mishap where a strung-out local chased me with a truck. Having spent a decade exploring the U.P., I was not caught off guard.
The elevator is stuck between floors.
Spring melt flows down the rusty rock house. In the background is the frame for the shaft.
The only way to get to the second floor–since demolition crews punched-out the staircases and ladders leading upwards–was to climb this elevator shaft. In the lower-left corner is a blower for the foundry furnaces.
Inside the pilot copper concentrator.
Between the gauges for the power plant boilers and the steam pump flywheels.