The old movie theatre sign was sitting right inside the sealed front doors.
Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.
After a short rainfall douses the mill in downtown Fergus Falls, the river next to the brick walls swells and the sounds of water overtakes the echos of the nearby bars. Reflections are on the foundation of the former distribution and rail building.
A side view showing the extreme structural damage to what I believe is the Masonic Cottage. I honestly cannot unravel how some of this was done, unless the local armory is missing a 4″ canon and some cartridge shot.
A closeup of the now-scrapped steel chute.
Frontenac’s shaft house is well preserved, compared to all other around it. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
These machines are at least 100 years old.
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.
Looking at the tallest part of the plant from a skeletal loading dock. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.