The sterile room where yeast was grown for the fermentation process. Thanks much, my little alcohol-excreting buddies.
Dust explosions were a real risk for grain mills. These funnels helped to filter the air in the mill.
Sharks in the floor.
The modern morgue, a replacement for the original morgue which has since been turned into a kitchen area.
I wanted to see the third floor to get a better view, but the third floor had already been demolished. The old walls had cascaded down the staircases. This building is gone, now, as you can expect.
Left: A medium storage chamber with access to an interconnecting steam tunnel at ceiling height. This room also has various smashed toilets. Why? Because dead toilets–all of them–always find a home in a cave. Center: Steps go past a +-intersection, left goes deeper, right goes to utility tunnels for the brewery, forward used to go to the brewery basement… it’s now backfilled. Left from the backfill is a small hallway; see ‘Backfill Self Portrait’. Center-Right: Utility tunnels tie knots between the brewery’s demolished basement and its caves. Right: Most of the storage volume is in large chambers down this causeway.
The old truck scale sits in the middle of what was Nettleton Avenue Slip.
The right portal used to go straight into the basement of the hotel, judging from the ruins.
In one of the hundreds of bunkers across the busy highway from the empty plant ruins. Most did not have doors, but I got lucky on this one.