An old name for an older elevator, as seen from an abandoned rail spur.
I love when moss grows indoors… one of the little pleasures of exploring abandonments.
My favorite time to be in the brewery was sunrise. That’s the kind of light that made the brewhouse glow.
The back of the neon sign before it was converted to LED lighting. The image is mirrored so it can be read.
One evening I spent an hour lighting tea candles through the tunnels below the elevator. It was a magical transformation.
Another ruined spiral staircase in the mill.
Detail view of one of the fermenting tanks, still set-up for the distillery tours that no doubt took place when there last were such things. Nevertheless, the capacity of this tank multiplied across these all over the distillery floor really shows the power this company once had.
The bottom of the elevator in the new foundry.
The spiral staircase ends in the basement, where two oil tanks (for the lantern) and a freshwater tank (for the Keeper) were stored. The basement consists of two long arched vaults like this.