The Old Garrett Mill Today

15 Aug 03

It was a hot humid day in the muddy woods down by the banks of the old millstream. Briars and tangled underbrush blocked the way, mosquitos and spider webs were everywhere as I struggled through the thicket.

Suddenly ahead, I could see the rusted tin roof.
As I approached the old mill, I could see the east side of the building had collapsed.
Around back, the exterior appeared pretty much intact.

Crouching, I entered beneath the shady entrance to the old building.
This is the view from the doorway, looking into the interior.
Underneath the building, I found one of the old millstones.

Photo taken looking to the south in the direction of the millsteam. In the foreground is the big double-sized sliding door which opened to the loading platform.
The hopper, which received the corn and fed it to the big millstones for grinding.
This shows what remains of the sluice gates at the dam.

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Suddenly ahead, I could see the rusted tin roof.	As I approached the old mill, I could see the east side of the building had collapsed.	Around back, the exterior appeared pretty much intact.
Crouching, I entered beneath the shady entrance to the old building.	This is the view from the doorway, looking into the interior.	Underneath the building, I found one of the old millstones.
Photo taken looking to the south in the direction of the millsteam. In the foreground is the big double-sized sliding door which opened to the loading platform.	The hopper, which received the corn and fed it to the big millstones for grinding.	This shows what remains of the sluice gates at the dam.