Near the guard post protecting the launch pad at the Duluth BOMARC is an orange windsock.
The outside of Whiting Mine, as it looks today.
What looks to be a skip for repairing the dock, in the concrete steeple.
The hospital was surrounded by walking paths that crisscrossed the front green, as it was called. Part of Kirkbride’s plan was to have ample opportunities for exercise outdoors–fresh air, especially cold fresh air, was thought to have curative properties.
My first view of the tunnel was in the dead of winter. In spite of being in the middle of the forest, it was totally silent. Mamiya GA645 / Kodak Pro 400
A cracked sign at dock-level, where loading boats would be tied below the taconite conveyors. All across the surface of the concrete dock were taconite pellets, like slippery little marbles. One wrong step could put a worker in the water, which is a bad, bad place to be.
The topmost roof of the hospital is covered in antennae and includes a star that faced the rest of the complex, now demolished.
A typical stretch of the assembly line.
The tailings boom is the first and last thing you see when approaching the mountaintop shipwreck.