Cookie Factory H.

As the fifth location of our tour in March, my wife and I had opted for the famous "Villa Woodstock". So we got up early and drove South to meet our friend Ruhrpix who had visited that place before. We met up almost right in front of the location, only to find that all possibler access routes into the building had been blocked. There was no chance to get in.
What to do?
Another spot my wife and I had on our list wasn't too far away - an abandoned cookie factory. This place also had been visited by Ruhrpix before, but he was kind enough to offer giving us the grand tour - an invitation we gladly accepted.
So we hopped back into the cars and drove for about an hour to the location, found a place to park and met up at the location.
The complex was huge, it took up one entire city block on each side of the street. The factory had its own railroad track, and both blocks were connected by bridges spanning the street.
Ruhrpix laid out a little exploring plan for us. We entered the factory on one side and made our way through almost every room, then across one of the bridges into the other part of the production plant.

The sheer size of the place is enormous. There are huge production halls, deep stairwells, beautiful long window fronts and even some of the machines are still in their place.
Of course, there has been massive vandalism. Last year, an old train that was parked on the factory's tracks was set on fire by a bunch of teenagers and a large part of the building was damaged by the flames.
Still, this was one of the cooler explores I've had up to now, there was so much to see! And it was a long exploration; we spent about six hours inside.
Towards the end of our tour, we were shooting a couple of us with gas masks and welding goggles, when a group of kids walked in on us. They must have gotten the scare of their young life when they saw us, because they ran away screaming like hell :)

On our way out, we noticed that there were two workerstaking apart the remains of the old train that fell victim to the big fire in 2014. After a little consulting, we decided that impudence wins and just walked past them, uttered a friendly greeting and got one or two evil looks as we walked away.