Looking toward Fort William (Western) Elevator from the top of Superior Elevator. Fort William is bordered on the south and east by this wide, winding railyard. Note the pretty and quaint brick offices of the Western.
One of the covered rail loading docks. All of them were overgrown and rust-clad.
Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
When I looked out of the old mill, I couldn’t help but wonder what the hell was holding it all up.
Connecting the ground and the sky.
Looking out at the town water tower (which I love) from the sugar mill (which I also love).
Every fitting label in the stock department was cracked, curled, and blank.
An old name for an older elevator, as seen from an abandoned rail spur.
Because painted signs would not hold up in this spot–in between four ovens that were literally hot enough to melt steel inside. Solution: Cut the pipe labels into the sheet metal. Seems to have worked.