A massive steel sheer’s equally massive drive cog. Imagine the force.
A tunnel between the outside gate and the courtyard shared by the barracks.
Portraits of great men.
This is part of the oldest section of factory, one that hasn’t had a roof in a long time and all usable equipment has been extracted. The machines pictured would spin sliced beets in boiling water… it was a sealed system before someone cut holes on sides of each unit.
A brewmaster’s desk leans beside a long-disused stainless steel kettle. The staircase above goes to another level of kettles, which are visibly older.
A coveted corner office, full of former thrift store wares.
The Big Dipper brought its friends into view, and the best seat is 80-feet up.
The building in the foreground–the old control booth–was arsoned in 2009.
Below the pressure gauges are rows of little pipe fitting drawers.