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  1. The third of the days five explores. This one was purely by chance. Noticed an overgrown gate by the side of the road. Pushing past the dense undergrowth we came across this little chapel...
  2. Second of the five visits near my gaff. This chapel goes back to the early 1900s and was built after another church was washed away in a landslide. The chapel was known as Rehoboth and the lower part was the local Hall, where they used to have Eisteddfods, drama nights, flower shows, and also served as canteen whenever there used to be a Gymanfa Ganu (Community singing). As interest in the chapel and community activities waned, other activities were pursued. Eventually the owner passed away and the place was emptied. Rumour had it the man was wealthy and had hid his wealth away within the Chapel's confines. Subsequently the place was routed and legend has it that builders could be seen blowing down scaffolding tubes in an attempt to blow any hidden notes out. Sadly the poor builders had got it wrong as his wealth had been stashed away in the pottery moulds. Enjoy peeps The days of community spirit and simple pleasures. Locals enjoying a concert in the 50s.... Sadly the place lies dormant..... ...its pews empty..... ...and no one to admire it's amazing roof... Going down a level we came across a balloon, clearly a relic of religious haydays. How come such an old balloon could stay inflated for so long? perhaps time had stood still? A curious array of creatures beckoned us into the village hall.. The remnants of the village hall began to explain all... Could this have been a money mould? Certainly no presents on these trees Time for a sharp exit..
  3. Well second time here this time with Cunningplan, with the intention of scaling the coal silos, see other places not yet explored and play more with the new fisheye. Still so much to see here. The weather was cool with some sunshine and great cloud cover. Enjoy peeps. First stop was the chapel -its roof is stunning and cant imagine what it was like in its prime After a visit round here and the morgue it was silo time. The light was good and quite eerily overcast. Perfect views but in my excitement I forgot the fstop rule(any excuse for another visit!) And finally...Just couldnt resist the newell!! Still so much to learn and see. Does anyone have any spare time I can borrow? After this it was time to play around with the fisheye so off it was to the main area. Not everyone's cup of tea but I love the distortion And yes I got carried away Apologies guys and girls
  4. This was quite a cool day - one of five explores all within easy reach of our gaff. This is a farm house perched by a beautiful lake. Large, dark and eerie it was pretty much trashed but with some interesting views inside. It transpires that this isnt abandonned as it's owned by quite an eccentric person who still likes to visit and spend the night.Fortunately luck was on our side. Explorers beware!! Enjoy peeps As with any eerie house there is the obligatory piano. But who was playing this one and why couldn't we see or hear them? The sheet music afforded us a clue....clearly someone with a Welsh background.... At this point a chilly wind blew in through a broken window, shimmering moth eaten lace curtains, the vestiges of a lost home.... ..or was it the lost spirit of the household giving us a clue to the farm's owners?... As we explored the farm's contents more clues were given.....Was this the spirit of a dead child lost in the underworld seeking help to be united with its parents? A tainted and sepia toned photo told us that the child belonged to a large family... Slightly disturbed at the happenings around us we cautiously ventured upstairs....the light playing tricks with our imagination..... What lay at the end of the landing chilled us to the bone. Nothing could have prepared us for the horror that awaited us... The spirit took pity on us, affording us an opportunity to rest and recovery from our ordeal
  5. Cheers bud. So much going on - still havent processed. Must meet up again. Drop me a text when youre next free!
  6. If you are interested in this kind of stuff and this period of history then pop over to Wales - there's a few of these knocking about. Message me if youre interested
  7. U boats were part of Hitler’s strategy to win the war. Subsequently 37000 men were trained to operate the flotillas. Only 6000 survived. On May 5th, 1945 U-534 was underway in the Kattegat, north west of Helsingor, Denmark, and although Admiral D�nitz had ordered all his U-boats to surrender as from 08:00 May 5th, for some unknown reason U-534 refused to do so. U-534 was sailing on the surface with 3 other u-boats, heading north towards Norway, when it was attacked by a Liberator aircraft from RAF 547 Squadron which dropped depth charges. During the attack the U-534 managed to shoot one of the bombers down. It took 9 depth charges before the U534 was hit. She took heavy damage and began to sink by the stern. Amazingly forty-nine of the fifty-two crew members survived, including four who escaped via a torpedo hatch. The stricken vessel lay forgotten on the sea bed for over 40 years. In August 1993 the wreckage was raised from the seabed in the hope of finding hidden treasure on board. Nothing was found. However, the mystery of why U-534 refused to surrender remains to this day. There were theories that she was carrying high ranking German officers to South America and was laiden with gold bullion. None of these proved correct. What does seem plausible was that she was carrying a prototype torpedo which were found in the aft of the sub. They were unique in that they had acoustic homing systems. The U534 was part of a museum. After the museum closed the U534 lay dormant and was due for the scrap heap. She was bought by the Chief Exec of Mersey Travel for a mere 50p. The sub had to be dissected as there was no place to exhibit her other than her current location on the Wirral. The sub was laser cut and cut in such a way that if space permits, the U534 could be pieced together. This was a permission visit. We were unfortunate to visit after the sub had been cut up but fortunate to visit before she was sealed up. We were given a great tour and were lifted over the top via a cherry picker that had been organised for us. We were disappointed to be told that we couldn’t go inside for health and safety reasons. Fortune smiled on us when a phone call to the site manager summoned him to the meeting. The guy on the cherry picker gave us the nod once he had left and...well the rest is history. This was our first urbex, armed only with a crappy canon with built in flash – no torches, no light and no tripod. But for me one of the best days of my life. Enjoy the pics This is the U534 being bombed And this is what happens when you are hit by a depth charge - the explosion creates such pressure that the hull is crushed like a tin can Shots of the dissected hull Somtimes permission visits do pay off. View from the cherry picker The site of this must have struck fear into the hearts of those on board convoy ships Some inside shots. Officers quarters then Officers quarters now. The hatch lead to the mens quarters/torpedo room And these are the torpedo tubes by which 4 crew members escaped If you ever wondered how they got torpedo tubes on board, then wonder no more Pipes by which the Uboat dived/rose The ladder to the conning tower then... The ladder to the connng tower now My first attempt at HDR. The engine room This was the galley. Hard to believe this little stove cooked and fed a crew of 48 And finally the radio room. I cant begin to imagine the fear and adrenalin when the sonar picked up that "ping" sound which meant hunting or be hunted time
  8. This now closed hospital in North Wales was formerly a workhouse that opened in 1839 and housed both males and females. Biding by Victorian values both cohorts of people were segregated in separate wings. The building was laid out in the form of a cross – there’s a tip for future explorers – with the central hub being used to manage the four wings. The workhouse was run by a John Francis, a man, whose cruelty knew no bounds. In 1847 a Mr John Rowlands became one of the workhouse’s most famous residents. During his stay there one of Rowland’s friends, Willie Roberts died. It was rumoured that Francis had killed the boy. Rowlands and a few of his friends did some of their own urbexing and took a trip to the mortuary. There they found Willie’s badly beaten body. Enraged, Rowlands basically gave Francis a good pasting. Worried about what might happen to himself for his act of retribution, he did one over the wall and went to sea. He went on to change his name to Henry Morton Stanley, and coined the phrase “Dr Livingstone I presume?”. The rest is history. Enjoy the pics Although a hospital it has a few interesting features including ceiling lights A chapel some murals enter the Land of Narnia.... ...which was apparently the NHS' attempt to income generate.... There's lots of theatres too.... .....showing the NHS version of Oz And if it all got too much for you they had even put in some japanese style hotel rooms Sadly the income strategy failed and the hospital was forced to buy cheaper items for operations.... After complaints of painful invasive eye procedures the hospital closed, and like so many of our beautiful historical buildings, it now is going into rapid decay.. Hope you enjoyed this little tour. On that note, it's goodnight from me, and goodnight from him
  9. just need to produce better images - better composition, (better) tripod (please santa), less white, lower ISO, slower shutter speeds, better bracketing - if only I could find the personal settings on this effin Canon, and metering system. Oh and more time. One day, one day......
  10. No worries - this place was as bad as American Horror 2nd series - I shudder when I think back - and that was just the staff!!!
  11. Its a shame that buildings like this, including Poole Park have been allowed to fall into such decay. Pardon my french (no disrepect to our European colleagues) but the fuckers who own these should be hung drawn and quartered
  12. As Mr Coogan would say "Safety first, fun later". Must get into this stuff. Looks fun
  13. Oh wow I wish I'd known this place was closed down. I worked here for 3 years when I was 21. Yes Mr Skeleton Key it was a scary place and when the panic alarm went off you never knew what situation you were going to face. I could tell you lots of stories - but certainly not in public - perhaps one day over a pint after an explore. As for its purpose I'm sorry to correct you Baron of Scotland - Moss side was for what was then known as "mentally handicapped" (now referred to as "learning disabilities") while Park Lane was for the mentally il. Both housed serious and dangerous criminals - what we now call "offenders". Great shots and brought back lots of scary moments. Nurse, NUrse, NURSE!!!
  14. Hosting a trip for a small contingency from up North it was time to access the elusive winding station and find the entrance to the mine. The day got off to a bad start after chickens had been routed by fox and I'd had to decapitate injured ones at 5.30 am. Party arrived and we set off to a few local locations before going to said quarry. After initial mooch We finally found place which accessed winding station and the mine. Low batteries, time and lighting conditions drew this visit to a close but the entrance to the mine was stunning and still had the old railway track and point switches. The winding station was rewarding and worth the wait - albeit for a few shots. Watch out for part 3. On with the pics and enjoy- and yes I was playing with my new toy More kit left in the main engine shed And somewhere around here was the entrance - or was it? Finally we found a slightly wet way in and voila - the winding station Not huge amounts in here but what there was I loved. You dont see many doors like this Not sure what this was used for And finally the winding mechanism
  15. Thanks for the share - a great one to get the taste buds going as coincidentally we are off for a leicester weekend explore tomorrow and looking forward to this place. Hoping to crack Lord and Browns. Im amazed though that the workers paid no attention to the factory UFOs
  16. Am loving this just for the falcon and the horse casting. Thanks for this. Shame another great piece of architecture and heritage is biting the dust
  17. Cheers for the tidy. Sorry if post was messy - what do I need to do in future?
  18. You have made me drool. I could spend a day here trying out different angles and lenses. Love the colours. Thanks for spurring an old timer on!
  19. Stunning images and youve managed to capture atmosphere. I agree it's sad - but sad in that you can imagine lonliness after someone losing their loved one after year's of living here
  20. Nice shots. One things clear though - money doesnt buy you taste or style
  21. Must try a bit of going up instead of just going down
  22. Ta for your comments guys. Always an open door for those wanting more!
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