Looking through the trestle toward the ghost town.
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Iron becoming dirt becoming birches.
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.
One of the pair of motors that powered this mine shaft. In the 1950s, this shaft was designated a rescue shaft, and was only maintained for emergencies. One reason that Cheratte built Shaft 3 nearby was because these motors and infrastructure did not have the capacity that the giant mine below called for.
Aluminum spools replaced their wooden counterparts, later in the factory’s history.
My favorite shot of 2011; a rusty mold for a heart-shaped glass candy dish in its natural environment, so to speak.
Timbers overlap where mine cars plunged, a strange wooden fence traced the center of the beams.
There were bins with hundreds of spools in them in the basement.
Blue plastic siding filters the summer sun, giving the otherwise reddish-brown interior a splash of color.
An original, minimally remodeled bathroom above the cafeteria reminds us what the whole complex once looked like.