Looking toward a void–formerly a hallway to the mineshaft–now a hole in the ground.
A big sliding fire door opens onto a train dock.
And I forget just why I taste / Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile / I found it hard, it’s hard to find / Oh well, whatever, never mind (Nirvana, “Smells Like Teen Spirit”)
A full harbor on a hot summer evening, just after twilight, as seen from atop the castle walls.
Offices above the labs. Note all the air handling equipment. I love the utilitarian design.
Sawdust is the most classic of insulation materials.
The tallest dock structure is an equipment elevator that connects the many dock levels.
The city has taken steps to prevent the curious and the desperate from going into the elevators, including piling rocks against the doors and windows.
A mix of brick and stone construction where the stock house meets the cellars. The caves brought well water to the brewery and drained the refuse away, and the various sewer connections are visible here and tell the story of the company’s expansion above.