Mill at Worcester

My previous post told the story of a quest which came to fruition this past weekend. It told of discovery and of an old mill along Schenevus Creek near Worcester, New York. That contribution closed with a view through the east wall of the structure and level with its main floor. The image below was taken from the now-open floor below, from its corner to the north-east. The illuminated greenery shown previously is, in this view, to the left and growing from within the remains of first floor decking. I am not an archeologist but as I stood to capture this image I could feel the excitement for what a bit of exploration might uncover in the ruins beneath my feet. I was struck by what little remained of the roof, how precarious its remains were, and how the living canopy now spread across the void. What a beautiful place. I was both eager to explore and just a little bit concerned about the instability of the substrate. I remember, when I was a kid, a number of contests in which the winner was entitled to a timed run through a grocery or department store and could take home whatever he or she could collect and carry out of the store in a given, and very short, amount of time. I felt as if I were participating in such an event as I photographed this magnificent structure. The mill was the store and I hurried through it, grabbing photos before the much anticipated arrival of the landowner ended my time there. It never happened; one-hundred and twenty-two shots later Joanna and I got back in the truck determined to visit when fall colors shed warmer lights upon this delightful place. Click the image to view a version with higher resolution.

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16 thoughts on “Mill at Worcester

  1. I would like to know who to contact to obtain permission to photograph this old mill. Thanks.

    1. Thanks for getting in touch Warren. After asking, on a couple of occasions, it is clear that folks in the area aren’t really sure who owns the place. I’ve been there a couple of times and have never been challenged. I think you’ll be OK if you’re there with only your camera.

  2. Wow. I haven’t been to the mill in years. I cant believe the roof is almost all gone. As a child I remember the mill just about totally intact. We would actually play on the second floor. I am glad that the property is still in my family. I miss going there so much.

    1. And I say ‘Wow’ as well! I can’t believe someone who actually knew the mill and belongs to the family that owns it actually found this post and responded to it. I’m going to respond here Frank and also copy it to the email associated with this comment – to be sure you read this. That mill was something I’d seen on so many trips on rt 88 … for perhaps a year or so I really wanted to stop to photograph it, but didn’t know who owned it or whether it was ‘posted’ or off limits. If you read the details of the post you will see that a young many nearby suggested that it would be OK if I explore. I had so much fun … but was, all the time, waiting for someone to ask that I leave or claim I was trespassing. That sort of took a bit of the fun away. I’d love to travel back there sometime. Do you live nearby? I’d like to go with fall colors in the background – that would be quite nice. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment … you’ve made my day. D

  3. Actually, I read this when you posted, but didn’t want to lose my place in the reader! I love this shot. A ruin. I wish someone had maintained the building. Perhaps, a storm took it down originally? Do you think? I wonder when it was built. It’s a magnificent place. I love the stone walls. The stone looks like slate. I can’t imagine the patience and skill required to lay stone like that.

    1. I’m sorry George that I cannot answer any of your questions. Worcester has a Historical Society and the folks who run it were pretty friendly when I spoke to them – I should call again for information on the place. Yes … trying to imagine what it took to build a place like that! Skill, and experience. Thanks for checking in. D

  4. If only those remaining walls could speak! Kind of an adrenaline rush, eh? Love the vantage point.

    1. Yeah. I only wish I could have relaxed and enjoyed it a bit more. I was truly concerned that we were going to be run off the property at any moment. It’s that persecution-thing … don’t know where it comes from (yeah, right).

  5. Speaking of the land owner I had a dream last night that was, I think, sparked somewhat by the extreme care with which you had to make your approach in the past three posts. Never mind the details of the dream but one of the over-riding ideas was that respect for private property that is so valued in the US. Here, in my province at least, it’s somewhat different. While we do respect one another’s stuff, the sheer vastness of the land makes it so that we rarely have to even think about whose property we are on for the simple reason that it’s very likely crown (public) land. Now, don’t misunderstand–this is not a ‘value’ comment. We Canadians do respect both private and public land but the extremely tiny population density we have means that, for the most part, if we see an interesting object and the owner is nowhere to be seen then we can approach since its likely public property anyway. On that track, one more comment. About ‘public’ property. It’s my experience that private property tends to be much better cared-for than public stuff, unless the public property is a park or something like that. A friend explained it well to me: The fact that it belongs to ‘everyone’ means that nobody in particular is responsible for it. This was brought quite clear to me from the visit of another blogger friend to Albania. Despite the ancient beauty it was hard to get past the simple fact that nobody really cared for and loved the land. On that, you might enjoy a visit. Iain had a wit that agrees well with me and takes beautiful pictures too. Here’s the link http://scotnor.com/.

  6. As always, your stories add so much to the image (so much for saving those thousand words). I remember those shopping contests, and sometimes I’ve felt like that, too. Especially so when taking shots through the window of a moving vehicle.

  7. You caught the crumbling structure really beautifully, and I love that leaf green back drop through the gaps. There is always an interesting atmosphere in abandoned buildings.

    1. I’m glad we agree on this point. I could have lingered in this place … and should have. If I had your skill I could write something lyrical about the experience of having spent time with this wonderful structure. D

      1. But David you have your own skill and style, that’s why I love to see your posts in my reader. It would never do, and be terribly dull if we all did the same thing. I like the crispness of your words, and your clear vision of the world.

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