These houses were built for the use of the lighthouse keepers in 1913 (left) and 1916 (right). The second house was added when the entry added a fourth light and required a second rotation. Today, there are no unbroken windows in either building.
Trees between duplexes overshadow the buildings they were planted to shield; revenge for the boards on the windows.
The sidewalks are littered with rocks.
The command building and a coolant tank. In the distance, rain and hail pound Wyoming dirt.
Raab strolling where the coal and ore would be dumped by trains that traveled along the top of the concrete pilings.
The office stairs. Part of Herb’s morning walk.
C’mon and grab your friends… we’ll go to very—rusty lands…
The tangled telegraph lines between Mitchell and the engine house keep the old pole from topping in the wind.
A broken signal light that would indicate to incoming engineers and brakemen the status of the dock deck. The streetlight-style lighting is a retrofit; originally the top of the dock would be lit by strings of lights suspended by towers on each side of the deck… a poor system according to the workers at Allouez who had the same lights.
Sunset came fast, and when the good light died inside the Industrial Loft, I walked around the back to find the whole complex glowing.