The tallest dock structure is an equipment elevator that connects the many dock levels.
The historical entrance.
One of my favorite signs. I imagine something like this happened when it was put up: “Wow, that’s a big sign.” “Yeah, you’re going to be putting it up in the elevator at the service door.” “Have you thought of may locking the door?” “What?” “You know, lock it so that there’s no risk, sign aside, of us going through and falling to our death.” “Shut up and just install the damn sign.”
Two signatures complement this gorgeous hand-painted sign. ‘Bowers’ from 1987 and ‘Normal’ from 1982. The blocking on the letters is still visible!
Vents in the boards over the windows helps prevent mold and animals from getting too crazy inside.
Somewhere between the grain elevator and the distillery.
I revisited the mill years after my documentary. Now it is even more destroyed and surrounded by new fences.
Standing on a caustic tank with my head out a roof hatch, I look at the sign of the last brand to be produced here.
The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot.