A one-of-a-kind installation in Armour’s otherwise gutted engine house.
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!
One of the machines left over in the underground magnetic separation plant.
Look both ways, people.
Inside the pilot copper concentrator.
Outbuildings near the perimeter fence. Beyond is all ranch land.
At noon, the lower skylights around the shops glow yellow-green, thanks to the flora blooming on the roof above.
Chester Creek takes many such sliding dives where it empties into Lake Superior.