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.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
Ground floor windows were built to be barred.
I would wager that National Mine became the dumping ground for Chain O’ Mines as the company began to fail.
This office, as seen from the power plant, administered the bonded warehouses. There used to be a few more of them, according to old maps and postcards.
What time is it?
The bricks are decaying at different rates at this corner, making it especially colorful.
Regauging is the process wherein barrels are opened and the whiskey is tested in various ways, especially in its alcohol content.
Sleeping bags mark this former courtyard as a crash pad for the local homeless.
Camera: Pentax 67.
“Richard Glumac ’44”. Brick Graffiti Series.
The most derelict of the old bonded warehouses. Note the barrel elevator on the side of it!
Catwalk crating, welded over the yard crane operator cab’s windows.
The Calumet Elevator offices used to be flanked on both sides by rails. Now, only one side has engines running on it.
Perhaps this was used when the hospital was used as a detox.