My favorite time to be in the brewery was sunrise. That’s the kind of light that made the brewhouse glow.
The lower floors of King Elevator are scrapped and ruined. Nearly everything that is not concrete has been destroyed. Some time ago it seems that someone built a tarp-roof hovel inside of the ground floor.
So much relies on one thing stacked on top of another thing.
This building was responsible for storing and drying the barrels. Compare right.
A warped mirror in the rock crusher at the rear of the complex.
The top floor of the apartment seemed so empty without the furniture that once adorned it. Instead, my eyes were drawn to the worn paths in the floor between the rooms.
This train shed was later converted to load trucks with concrete from the silos.
The new steel door of the diesel car shops, built in 1948 and used through the 1960s, as seen from the service pit. On the top of the photograph you can see the exhaust vent.
Looking through a launcher doorway at an outbuilding… the fire truck garage, if I recall correctly. Fomapan medium format in Pentax 67.