C’mon and grab your friends… we’ll go to very—rusty lands…
As the Barker steamed past the dock and island, the sunset casts the shadow of the Taconite Harbor receiving trestle on the boat. Through the fog, you can see some of the islands that were joined into a breakwater.
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.
It was as noisy then as it is colorful now…
Light-painted to show off the beautiful radar equipment inside and Park Point across the bay.
Looking down Pommenicher Straße from Gaststätte Rosarius, the monstrous machine about to devour the town bites at the ground.
Part of the grain dust venting system, dislodged from its place above the dumping hatches under the grain cribs.