The grain-centric buildings had automatic fire doors.
“This way,” then, “No, that way!”
2005. Looking at the brewhouse from the top of the staircase the goes to the tunnels.
Looking into the half-demolished, half-dismantled conveyor for the sea leg.
One level below where the cotton was nitrated, the fumes must have been powerful. This floor had several massive ventilation fans in its walls.
The basement of the ruined Masonic cottage.
A tunnel between the outside gate and the courtyard shared by the barracks.
The flour mill (rear) and its elevators. The taller elevator was moved here in 1955, when the Harrisons bought it from Federal, who declared it surplus. The smaller elevator replaced an earlier smaller warehouse in 1926. Taken shortly after dawn. This one picture made the drive worth it, for me. Medium Format.
The giant radiators in this casting shop look like a flag to me.