URBAN CAMPING in AMERIKA
FALSTAFF BREWERY
MORTEVILLE ~ Swamp Parish State
07-06-10

FALSTAFF








for a long time falstaff brewery was destination number one for any large group of ner do wells drunk on daquiris who wanted to climb stuff and hang out and be the kind of drunken silly that comes with the risk of falling 120 feet. everyone from rastas to lollyfucks to hood rats to home bums has enjoyed the falstaff brewery as a fun thing to play on since it closed and partially burned down in the 70s. mostly destroyed inside it was still a giant fun labrinth.

FALSTAFF is almost over as a play structure now. developers have been working since 09-006 to turn it in to low income housing of some sort. fortunatly the new design keeps alot of falstaffs best features. the confusing and insane snakes and ladders interior has mostly been cleaned out of a billion zillion tons of aesbestos and bird poop and torn up in to regular little appartment intervals, the cobble stone courtyards have been assphalted, and the giant tanks are gone... but its still a very pretty building.





this is the beer garden. it used to have cobble stones and actual fucking trees growing in it and its at the top of the building... we'd climb up to here to drink and talk and dance arround and vomit 9 floors to the pavement.


bird !




the old silo is curiously still an old silo.


the main secret staircase to the roof has been ripped out and replaced with this temporary scaffhold...




were the giant beer tanks used to be. about 10 tanks each 30 feet long and 10 feet in diameter.


the giant falstafff beer billboard. from the front its just rusty patina with some vaugue ghsot of something in red paint underneath.



















if you climb up the front stairs, then go through the burnt down part of the brewery, then go through the 6 and a halfth floor, then drop out a window, you wind up behind king falstaff





KING FALSTAFF is a king guy with a crown, holding a chalice of beer in one hand, and in his other hand he has a sword, a bundle of wheat and a goat.




and the sculpture painted the goats giant pendulous scrotum pink. you can only see the goats scrotum if you climb down to this little section of the roof.



dirty popsicle once climbed in to king falstaffs lap and dangled there 60 feet above the side walk. i was like "you are drunk and your gonna die ... i'll be sad !!!" and she was like "awe !!! thats sweet...."








theres the dixie brewery across the street !


the old silo is still in it original decayed rotting condition.





















The letters on the 120 foot high 3 sided FALSTAFF sign are about 12 feet high each and used to light up in red neon. this box contains an electrical cam system that used to control the flashing sign with a weird complex system that TOLD THE MUTHERFUCKING WEATHER !!!!

CHECK THIS OUT: the sign would flash "FALSTAFF" if the temperature was constant.... if it was falling it would flash "F-A-L-S-T-A-F-F" and if the temperture was rising it would go "L-L-A-T-S-L-A-F".
THE BALL ON TOP lit up white for fair weather and flashing white for wind and red for rain and flashing red for "APPROACHING HURRICANE !!!"

IT ALLEGEDLY DID A FEW OTHER THINGS TOO. no word on if the sign is gonna tell the weather again after they finish the housing units....





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