When the Mitchell project is complete, I’ll miss the textures on the face of the boiler.
The Algosteel crew strikes a pose while heading through Superior Entry toward Allouez
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 top floor of the apartment seemed so empty without the furniture that once adorned it. Instead, my eyes were drawn to the worn paths in the floor between the rooms.
When boiling beet juice accidentally spills from the gas-fired tanks two feet away, you better be wearing some of these, or bye-bye legs.
One of the old cooperage buildings is largely unchanged from when it was built. The raised section of the building houses a crane.
A bunk room, minus the bunks.
The pipes above sprayed water onto the hot coke.
This section retains water and is mostly shaded, so moss has found a way to live in the concrete.