Between the ice chute and the back of the north section of the cellars, a little pillar shows where a room used to be. The ceiling’s disintegration has since filled the space, which seems to be the last point of expansion in the cave–this was last carved in the mid-1840s.
The roof compromised, rain water rolls down the main stairway.
A high-ceilinged room where kegs would be delivered for cleaning, before they were refilled with fresh booze.
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
An Old Crow warehouse, formerly federally controlled, near Old Taylor Distillery.
So much relies on one thing stacked on top of another thing.
Robotic pincers to move molten rods of glass between machines.
There were three main stockhouses, two of which still exist, that are filled with tanks like these in addition to Fermentation. Each tank is the size of the city bus and few are left after the 2008-2009 scrapings.
Furnace #6; its catwalk and tapway. Note the lever-operated gutter-blockers.