The rear of engine bay 13… according to the heavily faded sign.
Looking through the an access panel at the hoist room for Shaft No. 3. The cable had long ago been scrapped, along with the motors to drive the pulleys. I still admire the workmanship on the spool’s arching metal shell.
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.
Sometime soon, maybe in early 2016, someone will have this view from their office or condo.
The conveyor between the shore and Dock 2. Note the gap in the aerial walkway that used to connect Dock 4 to the rest of the complex.
Looking up from the train shed. The building was consistently crumbling and I wish I had worn a hard hat in this area.
A wounded flour mill, muscled into the corner to keep out of the way.
Looking from the rail shipping building through pigeon-proofing chicken wire at another manufacturing building in high Fall.
The layout and design of the buildings reminded me strongly of a brewery or distillery. To the right you can see some of the retrofits by the first lumber company to buy the buildings, in the 1970s.