When I see this picture, I imagine that I am an ant exploring a mushroom farm.
Graffiti by a crew member of the Algolake.
A chalkboard halfway to the headhouse is untouched since the mill closed. It still has the cheat sheets!
These tubes would bring cement to the top of the plant for storage in the silos.
A US Army Corps of Engineers tug, tied at the end of the pier before the American Victory was parked here.
The city constructed a wall in the early 2000s to discourage visitors. Note the staircase is cut off, too.
Broken skyways in the sand casting house, where everything was utterly fire-resistant.
The most pointless, beautiful and nuclear-bomb-proof catwalk I’ve been on to date. It goes between two high levels in its own bottom-lit concrete capsule in the center of the tallest, thickest building. Hang on, we’re riding this one out.