Wintertime is quiet, except for the planes overhead.
The basements of the barracks were often stone and brick, and many of them were connected by short tunnels.
Kat dancing down the trestle, which is one of the highest in the state, standing about 100 feet over the road. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
Unloading boats had the option to take on fuel at Taconite Harbor. This building, among other things, pumped fuel to the dock.
An unmarred chart, printed with the facility name and ready to be sent out to command.
The portal facing Taconite Harbor (at a healthy distance) is mostly closed. Some kids put bullet holes in it. Shooting down a long tunnel is extremely dangerous, and you should not do it, obviously. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
Between blizzards on the hill, I look out over the Chateau. Kodak Portra 400 on Voightlander Bessa.
This big rusty sphere hides behind the incomplete 5-stack.
An elevator to bring big somethings into the basement, it seemed. Nearby were the plant firetrucks, still ready to go. I hope they were saved.