This used to be one of the office doors, but it’s been removed (apparently without malcontent) and placed in the shop area.
My first view of the tunnel was in the dead of winter. In spite of being in the middle of the forest, it was totally silent. Mamiya GA645 / Kodak Pro 400
Police tape marks were kids got hurt in the past… probably from falling from the unstable catwalk above.
When I moved from the roof back into the upper floors of the distillery, the plants growing out of the masonry caught my eye. It’s 60 feet up, but looks like it could be an old wall.
A side door for the shop area with ivy crawling toward it.
In this old repair shop, vines fall from the rotting roof to meet mossy concrete. Even though it had been dry for days, water dripped in from the roof to make permanent puddles between workstations. It was full of color and sound and industry and nature.
The historical entrance.
A common room with a big bay window that overlooked the main entrance of the hospital.