Below the factory floor is a network of hallways and tunnels, all flooded with water.
The powerhouse was notably older than the rest of the complex. I’m still not sure if it was build just for the cooperage, or whether it preceded it.
The quenching water was reused over and over.
A window for light and air pokes above the big arch in the hallway. Most of the interior ceilings were broad brick archways.
Look at the floor–do you see the hole? That goes down a lonnnnnng ways.
A snapshot to show what the tunnels look like at the end of a flashlight beam–no candles, no colored flashlights.
There’s no way an explorer, much less a choir, could stand here now. Since this picture was taken the roof has collapsed onto the loft.
“GREETING FROM BEAUTIFUL GARY–WISH YOU WERE HERE!” My postcard shot.
Mark poses for scale in the natural section of the cave. It appears to have been created by erosion, where water following the natural fault (crack above) washed the sandstone below away, thereby creating a dead space. The stone doorway appeared to be original.