This was the exterior wall of the roundhouse; engines would have entered on the other side and machinery would line this side, hence the big windows for natural light.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
Looking out at the abandoned neighborhood around the house.
A switch for the yard engines, now on the edge of the property where nobody will find it.
The parking lot is in better condition than most of the complex. The left building is the lab.
Daisy Mill could accept shipments from water, rail, and truck at one time. Now everything comes and goes by rail.
A stencil instructs the first and third shifts to ask security for access. Security was out during all my visits, except one mishap where a strung-out local chased me with a truck. Having spent a decade exploring the U.P., I was not caught off guard.
Typical New Mexico ranch fencing. The power lines follow the rails between Springer and Wagon Mound.
The arches of the Twohy building, before some of the signs and sills were painted in 2015.