One of my favorite night views of Fort Snelling’s so-called Upper Post, taken between snowstorms.
Someone had helped themselves to one of the safety posters before my visit.
The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.
It’s a mystery to me why this elevator has a Gold Medal Flour ghost sign. You can read it along with its obsolete monikers today.
The American Victory next to M, seen late at night.
A bank of vertical filing cabinets, probably dating to National Guard days.
The side of the main elevator, severed by “Woodchucks”.
The two exhaust vents coming out from the boilers en route to the stacks. Plywood marks where where catwalks were removed to extract equipment.
A stencil instructs the first and third shifts to ask security for access. Security was out during all my visits, except one mishap where a strung-out local chased me with a truck. Having spent a decade exploring the U.P., I was not caught off guard.