Control Room

At noon, the lower skylights around the shops glow yellow-green, thanks to the flora blooming on the roof above.

The pockmarked concrete sign of Substation #2 over the control room that faces the highway.

At night the city lights blast through the broken windows, casting crazy colors through the off-white interior of the mill.

Bits and things in a pile in the corner of the smelter, the unsold chunks of industrial history that didn’t sell at an on-site auction before my visit.

A 5-minute exposure of the tunnel and stars, and even some of Duluth’s city lights bouncing off the clouds. A single off-camera flash in the tunnel gives the effect of an oncoming train.

Between the catwalks of Furnace 6, the molted ore would flow through the chute.

Looking out from my perch close to the Kam toward the Ogilvie head house. To the left is a newer concrete annex, probably built in the years it bore the name Saskatchewan Pool 8.

I love that the administration building–almost 100 years old now–still carries the original name.

Workers would undoubtedly prefer to use the belt manlift on the right.