Miners would sit in this room before going into the mine. The boards on the right indicated whether every single miner was “in” or “out”.
In the distance, a semi truck kicks up fresh rain from the highway. As seen from the top of the steel blast door.
Between the Old Crow and Old Taylor bonded warehouses are some of the fouled barrels, now the only ones left, which were left to rot in the elements. Nearby in a loading bay that has obviously been disused longer than the rest of the property, terra cotta roofing waits in crates.
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.
This dock goes between loading bays (see glass brick walls) and the railroad.
I love this original brick archway, near the narrow gauge shop. Gorgeous!
The head distiller could walk out of their office to this balcony and overlook the whole fermentation process in a glance.
Hunter’s custom large format rig looks pretty cool, doesn’t it?
One of the covered rail loading docks. All of them were overgrown and rust-clad.