Into the Green

The sun was barely peeping over the horizon when Tabula Rasa and I stumbled forth from our hotel into a cool Sunday morning in St. Louis.   This was the day we were going to explore the old Armour meat packing plant which was in operation from 1903 to 1959.  The reason for  our early rising was the many reports of the elderly gentleman who patrols around the building and chases off people like us whenever he can.   I was hoping to meet him since the rumors are that he once worked there and I had some questions, but I’d rather it would be at our exit than entrance.  This building was the reason we were in the St. Louis area to begin with, everything else was just icing on the cake.

The building itself, or buildings, since this is a whole complex of which only two large buildings remain to any degree, is in a barren stretch of East St. Louis and tucked away in a mini forest of dense vegetation full of spiders and creeper vines.  A short hike through the tall grass and into the woods brought us to the back way in and my first close up sight of Armour told me that even if we failed to gain entry into another building in the upcoming week, this trip was worth it.

Early morning is my favorite time for an explore, much to Tabula Rasa’s dismay.  This day was perfect, and the only sounds to be heard was the dawn greetings of birds I am mostly unfamiliar with, the chirruping of crickets and the crackling of the vegetation as we approached.  The light filtering in through the trees lent the whole place a magical air and I forgot my weariness at the early hour and trepidations over the reports of how dangerous this location could be.

Armour entering at dawn

It didn’t take long for us to wander apart and get lost in the silence and it would be well over an hour before we would see each other again.

Armour exterior

The green has swallowed these buildings whole, and we were in the thick of it.  One building has gone so far that it is nothing but a skeleton of itself, and the creepers have scaled its bones, slowly tearing it down, making it part of the green once again.

Armour creeper overgrowth

This is not a place of humankind any longer, and our trespass into this land is against the reclaiming forces of nature rather than human law.

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