When boiling beet juice accidentally spills from the gas-fired tanks two feet away, you better be wearing some of these, or bye-bye legs.
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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.
Giant paint mixers.
This bay would host boxcars as workers would fill them with the fruits of the factory.
The stairs of this elevator had their landings removed long ago to keep vandals grounded.
One of the older buildings on the site, this is an old power house that provided electricity to the plant. I spent some time walking around it and believe it was fired with coal gas but had a diesel backup installed later.
From the bottom of the skyway I looked back, my eyes tracing the vines from the marsh up the smokestacks to the perfect Midwestern sky.
A natural stone floor in Brewery Creek’s upper path has been worn smooth.
Core samples archived under the laboratories.
Some of the plants growing out of the walls of the power plant.