It was interesting that, even though storms had carried the wooden walkway that stretched under the dock, these piles of spilled taconite remain where they had dropped.
One side of the street is demolished. The other is not.
Looking down a manlift on the ore dock side of the elevator. It’s a belt-less belt-o-vator!
The old truck scale sits in the middle of what was Nettleton Avenue Slip.
A long exposure of the launch pad and its dedicated guard shack. In the middle of the base is a tall antenna which was part of the MARS program during the Gulf War. The MARS program helped connect calls between deployed soldiers and their families.
The barracks are being reclaimed by nature.
Peeling paint reveals the room numbers of the past. Kodak Trix-400 on Canon T40.
The whole smelter ran on gravity… elevating the various raw materials and working with them until at the bottom of the furnace, copper poured out.
Only two machines sit on the rails in the roundhouse, both oil cars. It’s not clear whether there’s anything inside either, but they have to have been placed here before 1970, when the turntable outside these numbered doors was removed.