Standing on the fence barricade that used to keep squatters out of the tunnel, the size of the space is impressive. What you see here is the current length of the tunnel; I set up a flashlight at the end to illuminate the concrete wall that is the lower portal.
The sterile room where yeast was grown for the fermentation process. Thanks much, my little alcohol-excreting buddies.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.
One of many photos pasted to the walls of the ADM-4 workhouse. This shows a minor derailment near Spencer Kellogg & Sons’ linseed oil factory.
The only thing that signals that this was an office building, rather than another production floor, is the small amount of wood paneling that remains.
One evening I spent an hour lighting tea candles through the tunnels below the elevator. It was a magical transformation.
Note the really old carvings in the mineral-stained sandstone on the walls and ceiling. This little cave was walled-off on one end, making me wonder what the area was for. Lighting is a set of three candles and two LED flashlights and a cigarette.
It’s a straight view from the projection booth to the stage, but hell of a walk. At a fast pace, I think it would take 10 minutes to walk from this spot to the chair. Behind the curtains is a big white screen, so the theatre could be used for either stagework or moving pictures. The two projectors are set up for 3D movies right now–hence the little switch below the window–a Polaroid 3D synchronizer. Cool, huh?
The concrete annex elevator had interesting graffiti. Much of it from the 1980s and 1990s.