The mill was powered, in part, by water flowing through turbines under it. After the flow worked the industrial heart of the flour mill, it was exit to the Mississippi here.
A polaroid (FP100c, actually) of the newer grain car dumper.
Zachary Taylor’s very own Scottish castle, spring-side in the Kentucky backcountry. Boarded and waiting, but in surprisingly good condition, considering the decades. I especially love the tower on the right side of the frame.
A huge steel tank, one of several left over, left over from either the Ashland Oil or Allied Chemical periods.
When I see this picture, I imagine that I am an ant exploring a mushroom farm.
Looking toward a void–formerly a hallway to the mineshaft–now a hole in the ground.
A winding flue between the ovens for Furnace 6, capped with sketchy catwalks.