The lower door is where the rocket exhaust would flow into the blast pit during initial launch. The upper doors would vent the rocket so the erector and other equipment in the building would not be (as) damaged.
A line of huge machines wait to be used as parts under a long-disused belt drive.
A facade that tells the story of demolition and neglect. The sign on the garage door indicates that if one finds themselves there, that they enter the buildings at their own risk. If only property owners in the US took this philosophy!
From the bottom of the skyway I looked back, my eyes tracing the vines from the marsh up the smokestacks to the perfect Midwestern sky.
Hunter and the Hoist House.
Behind one of the kitchens is one of the few pieces of furniture remaining. Beside it, a small electric space heater–small by 1970s standards.
One of the few doors.
The mostly-empty distilling room is easy to spot from the outside because of the distinctive round window.
A massive steel sheer’s equally massive drive cog. Imagine the force.