The concrete walls, heavy steel blast doors, and plastic roof tell me that this was one of the shell loading buildings.
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.
Frontenac’s shaft house is well preserved, compared to all other around it. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
End of the paint line. After reading Father Action’s excellent-as-always writeup about his adventures here, I was pretty cautious around big spinning alarms. (See http://www.actionsquad.org/fordII1.html)
One of the staircases that connected the lab, the plant, and the offices.
2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
A long exposure under the trestle-like approach to the dock, under which trains still pass regularly.