The lower floors of King Elevator are scrapped and ruined. Nearly everything that is not concrete has been destroyed. Some time ago it seems that someone built a tarp-roof hovel inside of the ground floor.
The dredge is divided into four levels. The top level has controls for the tailings boom and, when it was there, the bucket excavator.
A midwestern jungle surrounds the meat packing plant.
Shuttered windows on the side of one of the collapsing bonded warehouses.
A rooftop scene.
Redlining is the practice of shutting certain races out of neighborhoods, and it is still a big problem today. Such behaviors were a big factor in creating the need for these projects.
A misnomer that stuck.
A quick vertical panorama taken on my back at the sweet spot of a great summer sunset. On the skylight is the torch-cut catwalk that used to link the outside of the smokestacks that vented the cupolas.
The walkway to the end of the dock is elevated, so one walks above the trees and bushes growing in the rotting taconite pellets that have collected over the years.
Steel mine hoists, near the place they worked, wait for scrap prices to justify their final removal from Osceola, Michigan.