The rails that used to go to the back of the complex are long gone, but the ties are still in the back of the parking lot.
I didn’t test the rungs, but I bet the view was incredible.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
Carter Color used to occupy this block.
This building would store and maintain warheads. It was right next to the launch pad, but the two were separated by a high mound.
This heavy door opens directly into the missile vault and was used to load and unload the missile erector.
“Man has set for himself the goal of conquering the world but in the processes loses his soul.” Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, Russian writer and historian.
The approach to the dock is rigidly geometric. I always thought its outline was beautiful against the lake that, by contrast, was always moving.
The missiles were stored without fuel, to help prevent mishaps. This is the fuel pumping building and one of the tanks.