These were some of the most attractive shops of all the mines in the area. It’s no wonder Hanna Mining wanted to use them as their center of operations in the Iron River district.
A full harbor on a hot summer evening, just after twilight, as seen from atop the castle walls.
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.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.
An arrangement of brick graffiti on the old boiler house building near the railroad tracks.
This spiral staircase isn’t doing Lemp much good–maybe they’ll let me have it! I do love, though, that there is a door going to it–without walls–and it ascends to a second floor that doesn’t exactly exist anymore.
These tubes would bring cement to the top of the plant for storage in the silos.
“Daisy”… probably for the mill, as it was unusual for women to work at Daisy.
From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.