The last trace of Mitchell, Minnesota is a pile of cans on the side of the main street, Mitchell Avenue. These will be recognizable for another century or so, for future history-minded explorers.
Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.
A sheik mustard-yellow paint scheme across the roofless engine house goes great with the industrial moss and rust.
This is what I believe to be the Masonic Cottage, where infected Freemasons would be treated together and enjoy some simple luxuries because of their social connections. Freemasonry is still popular in North Dakota.
In the mine offices, hooks and a board with numbers was the system to keep track of who was in the mine and who was safe.
A rooftop scene.
The grain-centric buildings had automatic fire doors.
An original, minimally remodeled bathroom above the cafeteria reminds us what the whole complex once looked like.