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  1. On first sight, there´s only a plain building hidden between bushes and coniferes. It´s located on the grounds of a former Soviet military base in Germany. It seems to be like other barracks, nothing special. Yet, while approaching the barrack, attached high walls with barbed wire appear forming a small yard. Rustling branches of the trees which are now growing all over the yard and an icy wind add to the somewhat eerie atmosphere. On entering the building, the darkness is starting to hit you in an instant. Only sparse light shines in. Additionally, the walls were painted with dark and unfriendly colours. Surely, not without reason - simple, yet efficient psychologial means. Here, at the latest, the purpose of the building becomes crystal-clear: it was used as a jail by the Soviet occupiers. What kind of offenses were punished with a stay inside one of these dark cells with bald walls - only equipped with some wooden plank beds - is unknown. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
  2. History Once the magnificent property in East Germany housed a spa building. Around 1950, the building was converted into a hotel, which was given the name of a Duchess. In the 90s, it was closed for cost reasons, since it decays visibly. The Explore Access was easy; the front door was locked, but some open windows and a open door at the back. My first visit was in 2011. Now I returned to see how the building has changed over the past seven years. Many ceilings and floors had collapsed meanwhile, and some areas I could't enter therefore. Unfortunately, some things were destroyed by vandalism or were stolen. For example, all banisters and the ornamented window arches. But on the other hand, the natural decay of the past few years has been very interesting. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 Here are also a few comparison pictures and some photos from 2011 of rooms that couldn't be entered anymore today. 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 - Also this rose has been gone due to the collapse of the ceiling.
  3. Visited with The Kwan on a rainy Saturday, some lovely bits left in the area and we missed quite a bit so theres always an excuse for a return visit. Some History The name Ratgoed derives from “Yr Allt Goed”, which means the steep, wooded hillside. Ratgoed mine was also sometimes known as “Alltgoed”. The Ratgoed slate workings lie at the head of what was originally called Cwm Ceiswyr but became known as Cwm Ratgoed because of the quarry. It lies north of Aberllefenni and northwest of Corris in, what is now, the Dyfi Forest. The slate that was quarried at Ratgoed was the Narrow Vein. This runs from south of Tywyn, on the coast, to Dinas Mawddwy about 18 miles inland and follows the line of the Bala Fault. The Narrow Vein was worked along its length at places such as Bryneglwys near Abergynolwyn; Gaewern & Braich Goch at Corris, Foel Grochan at Aberllefenni and Minllyn at Dinas Mawddwy. The slate at Ratgoed dips at 70° to the southeast, the same as Foel Grochan. Ratgoed was a relatively small working, it was worked from around 1840 until its closure in 1946. Pics [ [ Le Kwan Thanks for looking
  4. Bowling World – Belgium Closed in late 2015. It closed due to a decline in custom and proposed development on the site of this bowling alley and dance hall next door.
  5. Hello, This was my 16th visit to Belgium for Exploring! Was a great little explore, only history I could find is below. It is a mix between DLSR and phone photos. This power plant was built in 1960 and operated on gas . In 2014, the plant was closed. 40 jobs were lost. It turns out that the electricity in the whole place is still working and the computers are still running!
  6. Haus der Offiezere My first report. I have had this account for about a year but never posted anything from fear of my photos not being good enough to post. Decided to pluck up the courage to start contributing more but I apologise if there are any mistakes. Anyway, on to the history! History The Haus der Offiezere was originally established as a shooting range between Kummersdorf and Jüterbog in 1888. It wasn't until 1910, when construction of the Berlin to Dresden railway line took place, it was decided that Wunsdorf held a significant strategic advantage and because of this it became a military headquarters two years following. A telephone and telegraph office was built in 1912. By the start of the first world war, Wunsdorf had already become Europe's largest military base, boasting 60,000 acres of land. A year later, the first mosque was built in Germany on the site. This was to accommodate for the Muslim prisoners of war which were housed there. They were known as the Halbmondlager or Crescent Moon camp. After the war, the Wunsdorf Headquarters was converted into a military sports school in 1919. It was even used to train athletes for the Olympic games in Berlin in 1936. During the uprising of the Third Reich, a network of highly modernised tunnels and bunkers were built, including a communications centre, known as the Zeppelin. A year Maybach I and II were built which coincided with the Zeppelin bunker. A ring tunnel connected all the bunkers to each other and were disguised as ordinary homes on the ground, to avoid suspicion. The construction of these bunkers wasn't completed until 1940, a year after war was declared. From 1943 the Haus der Offiezere was temporarily converted into a hospital to treat wounded German soldiers. Two years later, in 1945 the Red Army had invaded East Germany and quickly seized control of Wunsdorf. This was when it was renamed the Haus der Offiezere which translates to House of the Officer. During Soviet occupation of Wunsdorf in the GDR, the Haus der Offiezere became a place of art and culture. The former sports halls and gymnasiums were torn down and replaced with elaborate theatres and concert halls. Daily deliveries of supplies came all the way from Moscow on a direct train line and the locals nicknamed it 'little Moscow' due to the number of roughly 60,000 Russian inhabitants. This continued for almost 50 years, until the reunification of Germany when it was handed back. The last remaining Russians eventually left in 1994 and it has remained unoccupied since. Visit The photos I have compiled for this post were taken on two separate occasions. Wanted to give a good representation of the location, as there is a lot to see. Unfortunately some of my photographs were taken when I first started getting into the hobby, so I hope they do enough justice and excuse the quality of said images. Second visit was on a solo trip to Germany, giving me plenty of time to mooch. Would consider the Haus der Offiezere one of my favourite locations and I hope you enjoy my report. Externals Internals Thank you for reading.
  7. Another one from early last year. A nice mix on the same site this one with the awesome old wooden part next to a burned out, vandalised, graffiti strewn new part. It brought into sharp contrast the difference between a interesting and unique explore with loads to see and photograph and a wreaked, empty and mostly uninteresting burned out shell. The feeling of enjoyment and satisfaction I got from both was definitely different. I found it an interesting experience in this mad hobby we do. Visited with non member Paul. HISTORY The Old Fisons site was originally the location for the first ever complete superphosphate factory. In the mid 19th century, the increasing demand for new effective fertilisers for agriculture led to a search for a substitute for crushed bones, the traditional source of fertiliser. Edward Packard discovered that the use of fossil dung, found across East Anglia, contained high levels of phosphate, the ideal base for fertiliser. Between 1851 and 1854, Packard built a warehouse at Paper Mill Lane and pioneered the production of artificial fertilisers for horticulture on an industrial scale. It was an ideal site due to the combination of the River Gipping, which was navigable by barges between Ipswich and Stowmarket from the late 18th century onwards, and the addition of the railway line in 1846 which both provided the means to import raw materials and export fertilisers. Edward Packard was joined in 1858 by Joseph Fison who constructed his chemical works opposite the North Warehouse. The lower two floors of this iconic warehouse date from this time and were used for bagging and storage and are identified on early Ordnance Survey maps as the Eastern Union Works, proving the North Warehouse was purpose-built and directly associated with the production of superphosphates. The factory shut its doors in 2002 and has remained empty ever since. . . Thanks for Looking All the best for the New Year More pics on my Flickr page - https://www.flickr.com/photos/135648593@N02/albums/72157678463886994/with/33624996416/
  8. Had a look at this place while in the area back in March. The cars where the main attraction for me and they did not disappoint. Excellent examples of cars left to rust and rot until they finally fall in on themselves. The rest of the site consists of stripped huts with some being more interesting and less bear than others. A relaxed and pleasant half hour. Visited with non member Paul. HISTORY Known as Prisoner of war camp 116 was built in 1941 and located in Hatfield heath, just outside Bishops Stortford. The camp mainly housed Italians until about 1943-1944 where it held German and Austrian prisoners aswell. It was known at one point the camp housed 750 prisoners The prisoners had a relatively easy lifestyle here (Unlike the English prisoners in the German POW Camps) and could do voluntary work in the near by farm land in Harlow, they were picked up by the Land Girls and each prisoner had an allotted farm where they would work at. Thanks For Looking More pics on my Flickr page - https://www.flickr.com/photos/135648593@N02/albums/72157678466406434/with/32853941973/
  9. Hello, another from my long long long list of shitty cottages I have to post up on here tp convert you to the deeply weird realm of cottaging! Found this almost my accident whilst exploring with a couple friends, after walking what felt like miles through small forests, over streams, up and down heather marsh lands and over several feilds to visit some of the shittest derps you could probably imagine, I spotted this on the way down the wild hills. We took a chance as it was on a live farm, found the door open and decided to pop in for 30 mins and grabbed some pics. We all felt a bit uneasy as it was a live farm and decided to get out quickly, just as we were closing the door a car came down the drive way, and we bolted like a mini heard of highland cows stampeding our way down the side of the house and over a few fences to safety. Never been back, but one day I will! Thanks for cuming cottaging with me
  10. Set in a picturesque valley in southern Germany lies this abandoned paper mill with it's own power plant. It contains two turbine halls, two boiler houses and much much more. It's about as good as an industrial site can get, it's got everything. Visited with @extreme_ironing, @Andy, @MiaroDigital, Monkey and Christina. Massive thank you to Andy for letting us all sleep in his cave and making us packed lunches! Sorry it's a few months old but I've been a busy boy!! Recent reports suggest it's still pretty much in the same time capsule state now. Amazing place. 1. Turbines dating back as early as the 1920s 2. 3. 4. This turbine hall dates back to 1956 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. The control panel for the more modern of the two boiler houses 20. 21. 22. 23. The older of the two boiler houses 24. 25. 26. 27. Up on tit roof 28. 29. 30. What better than schnitzels and beers to finish off a killer day! Thanks for looking!
  11. About Fort Gilkicker Fort Gilkicker is a historic Palmerston fort built at the eastern end of Stokes Bay, Gosport, Hampshire to dominate the key anchorage of Spithead. It was erected between 1863 and 1871 as a semi-circular arc with 22 casemates, to be armed with 5 12" guns, 17 10" guns and 5 9" guns. The actual installed armament rather differed from this. In 1902 the RML guns were replaced by 2 9.2" and 2 6" BL guns, and before the First World War the walls were further strengthened with substantial earthwork embankments. The Visit It was a pretty chilled visit, very quiet as its situated away from residential areas, no problems getting in or around the fort itself. i did however manage to fall down a set of concrete stairs with my camera on my tripod, in my hand, luckily we both survived with only loss of dignity. the photos aren't the best as i was trying out a new HDR software, Enjoy ^^ the stairs i fell down Thanks For Looking
  12. Visited this one with telf. Gronk and woopashoopaa was a nice little explore but be warned the floors here are like walking on memory foam matress. Managed to cover the whole theatre and up onto the roof. The a box of section at the back of the theatre that had benches that looked really old. The theatre was really dark so struggled for light. So here's a few I did get they not the best and a little history.. Bingo moved out of the theatre in 1995, and it was statutory listed Grade II in February 1996. By 1997 the disused upper level already showed signs of fairly extensive water penetration. The more immediate risk seemed, however, to be that it would be sold for some highly profitable non-theatre activity, removing a splendid building from any prospect of a return to its designed use. There was much local pressure to reopen the theatre and the local authority and The Theatres Trust contributed to the cost of a feasibility study. However, the theatre remained empty and unused. There are now serious fears of possible demolition as a result of neglect. The theatre's frontage is somewhat obscured by an adjacent development and it is only the rear of the auditorium which has a public face. This is narrow and rendered, with evidence of original mouldings and panels. Its main entrance is on St James’s Street, a shopping street. A long and narrow entrance and foyer lead to the auditorium. The frontage is clad in sheet panelling. The auditorium is elaborately detailed with robust and richly formed plasterwork in the Classical style. As reconstructed by Crewe in 1911, it has two slightly curved wide and deep balconies, terminating in superimposed stage boxes framed between massive Corinthian columns supporting a deep cornice. Segmental-arched proscenium, with richly decorated spandrels and heraldic cartouche. Side walls feature plaster panels, pilasters and drops. Flat, panelled ceiling with circular centre panel and central sun burner. Restrained heraldic and Greek plasterwork on balcony and box fronts. Three boxes and the upper balcony have been partitioned off. If the theatre was to be restored to use, the narrow stage would need to be extended and front of house would need improvement. In May 2013, the council considered the building to be dangerous, requiring demolition and works to ensure safety. Few roof shots
  13. I no what your all thinking.. Not another Denbigh report this place has been done so many times I've even been there a few times myself but here goes anyway.. It is in quite a bad way been smashed to pieces and full off graff even tho elwyn does try his best to keep people out. Or in some cases he attracts people there. I have seen him on two occasions I've visited but he didn't see me haha.. Collapsed roofs, mangled cages and sunken floors - these are the eerie pictures taken inside an abandoned psychiatric hospital where patients were once locked up and given lobotomies. The abandoned site in north Wales, known as Denbigh Asylum, has been partially devastated by fire while there are still cages intact that were used to prevent patients escaping from their designated areas. More than 20 patients were selected for prefrontal lobotomy treatments between 1942 and 1944 at the hospital, with one patient dying from the controversial procedure. Lobotomies, which consisted of the removal of parts of the brain, began to be routinely carried out in the 1930s as a supposed treatment for those considered insane - but the barbaric practice was stopped two decades later with the introduction of antipsychotic medicines. The once eloquent and imposing building was built in 1848 and designed by architect Thomas Full James. It was designated for closure by MP Enoch Powell in 1960 and was finally shut for good in 1995. Photographer Mathew Growcoot described the scene: 'It was by far the creepiest place I have ever been into. There were so many strange noises emanating from the buildings that I really didn't want to wander too far from my companion. 'At one point we both heard what sounded like a groan and just stopped and stared at each other. I don't believe in ghosts but I didn't want to hang around.' The site has been subject to a compulsory purchase order by Denbighshire council. But that is being appealed by the site's current owners. The front facade is Grade II listed and a proposal to build homes around the entrance has been put forward. However, the restoration cost is set to be close to a million pounds. Mr Growcoot added: 'It was in a really poor state. It looked as thought a bomb had tore through the site, everything was damaged. There was nothing to stop you entering the site and as a result the vandalism and fire damage was plain to see. 'I wonder how far a million pounds would go to restoring the hospital. Seems as though it would make more sense to flatten the site and start over.' Me spying on elwyn as he gets his dogs out..
  14. Visited this site as was in the area. The main house is currently having work done. But still has all these abandoned cars around the back it's a real shame to see them just wasting away. Was a nice stroll around this place looking at the old jags so he's a bit of history from the web and some pics like I say not much to see off the mansion as it is stripped back to bare brick... It's very difficult to dig up much information at all on this enigmatic building but we have discovered that it was built in 1869 by a Mr. Henry Hoyle Hardman. Henry was the son of George Hardman, a successful local businessman, who built Oakhill House - RIGHT - now the Rossendale Museum, in Rawtenstall. In view of the fact that Horncliffe House as it was then known was such a grand home, it is clear that Henry was also a successful businessman just like his father and in fact he owned Hardman Mill in Newhallhey which is just down in the valley and practically overlooked by the house. Henry died in 1888 but his wife Emily continued to live there until she died a few years later in 1896. The house passed to Annie Hardman (their daughter?) and she lived there until about 1903. The house and it's contents were then sold to a Mr. Roland Rawlinson who owned Myrtle Grove Mill in Waterfoot. And now we have a huge gap with no idea who, what or when until we reach the 1960s! At this time Lancashire County Council operated a care home for the elderly at the house until some time in the 1980s. Whilst it was a care home it was still known as Horncliffe House however when it was subsequently sold on in 1993 it was turned into a hotel and function venue, being re-named Horncliffe Mansions in the process. The operators at that time were Horncliffe Mansions Ltd. but the limited company was dissolved on 23rd. June, 2009 and the hotel closed. It appears now that it has passed back into private ownership once again and apparently the new owner, a property developer, is waiting to hear if he is to be granted permission to change the house back to a residential dwelling. An amusing anecdote was quoted in the local paper - apparently the owner started work in his youth as a florist's assistant and used to deliver flowers to the house when it was a care home. He always said at the time that he would love to own the house! To the rear of the building there is a large, modern, single story function room big enough to seat several hundred people, and literature within the house itself confirms its use as a hotel quite unequivocally. Strangely though a document in the conservatory hinted at a prospective change of use to an old people's home but the document does NOT appear to be from the time period when the house actually functioned in that role! A planning application lodged with Rossendale Borough Council in 2008 states that the owner wished to convert the building from a hotel to a dwelling house, but that was during the period of ownership of the house by the hotel company, not by a private individual! Abandoned then circa 2008/9 - just three years - so why on earth has the owner let it fall into such an appalling state of dereliction in such a short time? A further enigma is the number of old Jaguar cars standing on the lane at the top of the grounds next to a very old, and boarded up, cottage and what appeared to be recently deployed flood precautions on that lane. This shows that someone is still going up to the house periodically. So... after a morning of searching on t'internet all we have managed to find out is that Doctor David Bellamy - he of, "Gwapple me gwapenuts" fame - attended a protest meeting at the hotel back in 2004 when the local NIMBYs decided they didn't like the idea of the nearby moors being used as a site for those appalling windmill power stations. His presence clearly didn't do much good though because they just went ahead and built them anyway!
  15. A pretty well known site to most on here, but still a good 'un. I met up with my Dutch mates again for a day of exploring in March and as we were in the area I suggested Maison de Viron as I'd never been and it was do-able again. Turns out they'd been three times before but as we were so close they agreed it was worth tacking this one onto the beginning of our day. We arrived at 6.30am and crept inside in the dark and straight up to the top floor in the almost pitch black. As we got to the top floor and got our bearings the sun had started to come up and this place came alive with the warm sun which shone straight through the windows (or in some cases the gaps where the windows had been). We then made our way down through the floors as the sun rose and lit up the lower parts of the house. Almost an hour and half had gone past and it was time to go, but I could have spent a lot longer here. Anyway, on with the pics... 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. Thanks for looking
  16. My first, and to date, only explore underground is a trip to the Catacombs under Paris. For those that aren't aware, a little history... The rock beneath Paris is largely limestone, and since the 11th Century, mining of this limestone has taken place - to build the city. In many ways, Paris is built on a latticework of tunnels and caves. Collapses of the tunnels created were becoming more and more frequent, so in 1777 the Inspection des Carrières was created. Their role, to inspect the quarries, map them, and where necessary reinforce. By 1786, with progress being made, another problem for the City needed solving. The graveyards were becoming overcrowded, and there were concerns, the Parisians were convinced that their drinking water was being contaminated by the decaying bodies. The solution - to move the dead to the underground caverns beneath the City. So the task of moving 6 million corpses began, and the Catacombs were created.... I had heard from a friend that a trip was being organised, so I got myself on the list and started to make plans. The thing with this sort of trip is that although it lasts a couple of days - or thereabouts, your survival depends solely on whatever you take with you. Well unless you are a seasoned visitor and know more about how and where to exit the Catacombs without issues. The plan was to enter the Catacombs on Friday afternoon and then come up on Monday, late afternoon. Going on the basis of 2 litres of water a day, and having not wanting to go short, I ended up taking 6 litres. By the time I packed in enough food, the water, sleeping bag, bivvi bag, inflatable mattress, spare clothes, mini stove, pans, a couple of torches, spare batteries, a couple of copies of a map - there was not much room left in the 60 litre rucksack, and it was bloody heavy. We had arranged to meet some of the group in a car park near the main access point. The "rooms" and some areas are named, and the tunnels also have names - well some do. Our first port of call was "La Plage". Getting there involved something called the Sand Crawl. It was the first time I had to crawl for years - a long forgotten skill I have to say. Made all the more "interesting" as I had left my climbing helmet and head torch at home. My only light was the from the people in front and the P7 I held as I crawled along. Luckily it wasn't so low that I had to take my rucksack off, but it was low enough. Some people were managing an odd sort of low bent over walk, but for some, including me, it was easier progress on all fours. Before long La Plage opened up. It was pretty cool I have to say. There was a lot of street art, and the reason it was called La Plage - well I can only guess the sandy floor and the large wave mural... I had a wander about. Before too long, some French lads turned up. They seemed friendly enough, quite chatty. However... We had already discussed that we weren't going to tell anyone we met where we planned to go. The Parisian youth tend to have parties in the Catacombs and the odd day trip. The people we met weren't prepared for a multi day visit, but then again they didn't have to be. With the network under their feet, multiple visits were pretty straightforward, so no drama coming down for a few hours every other weekend or so. After a little while they left. About 5 minutes after they had, a strange purple haze started to fill the room. We had no idea what this smoke was, probably a harmless enough smoke bomb, but frankly none of us wanted to hang around and find out if it was or not. Deep beneath Paris, no mobile phone signal, no means to call for help, not easily accessible - even if people knew where you were - nope, it wasn't a good plan to stay... So, like the stork - we flew that place We decided to head towards "Lanterns Room". This was a bit of a trek but a safe place to stay the night. Safe as in it was a blind tunnel, so we wouldn't have to worry about people walking by or wanting to get through. I don't know if you have ever been underground for a period of time, but the strange thing is that all sense of time is completely lost. There is no day or night, hours just seem to blur. In the "morning" the mini group I had travelled down with decided that we would go our own way, explore the network as we wanted. We knew where we were, where the exit was and with around 4 maps between us, we were sorted. Oh, another thing I hadn't counted on - wearing waders. Don't get me wrong, they are essential. There are parts of the Catacombs which are partially flooded, not massively deeply flooded, but enough to breach over normal wellingtons. Walking around in wet wellingtons is not good fun. But wearing waders all day long - that really isn't pleasant. There is a heat build up, which is great all the time you are dressed, but when you have to put on wet socks, trousers and waders the next morning - man that is gross. As we made our way through the tunnels, along the route there were a number of ladders leading up to manholes. The issue is, one has no idea if these are sealed or not, so it may not be a case of using one of these as an emergency exit... The pin prick of light in this image comes from the manhole cover - so it must have been daytime The weird thing is, the speed at which light just falls away. It is very eerie to say the least and very easy to get lost as a result. I wouldn't want to be down here on my own that is for sure. At one point, we - there were 5 in my little group - were talking about the poor girl who died in the Odessa catacombs. Short story - a 19 year old girl got separated from a New Years Eve party and couldn't find the group or the exit. We agreed to turn our torches off for a few seconds to see what it would be like. I know - pitch black. But honestly it was worse than that. We were all standing very close to one another, and as I am sure you all know - when one is standing close to someone, you can always feel their presence, even if you close your eyes - think crowded underground train - one doesn't ever feel alone. The thing is, here, with no light - I felt no one's presence. Nothing. I knew that everyone was still there - there was no sound - so no movement - but the blanket of silence and darkness was smothering, absolutely horrific. That poor girl, to be that alone, no ability to find anyone, no one answering your screams, not knowing where the walls of the tunnel were, stumbling in the dark, knowing that death was beckoning - just horrific. I was very relieved to see that our little group was intact after that little interlude. The Mineralogical Office Of course, no trip to the Catacombs would be complete without bones... and skulls too Parts of the tunnels were used as a shelter, and one of these was where we decided to spend the night. We ate in the Flag Room After a second night, we decided that actually a third night was going to be an adventure too far... We were fatigued and were ready to make our way out... More bones... Part of the network was used by the Germans in WW2 as bunker A word of warning - don't get lost, or you would end up looking.... Our final location to visit was the Castle Room - couldn't resist using the spare candles and making the place a little more interesting Apero's Room - well the entrance at least Although this wasn't in La Plage - it is similar to the one there, although can't remember exactly where this is, but it was up by the Bunker and Apero's Room I think... And with that, thank you for viewing - as ever, more images on my Flickr
  17. Havent posted for what seems an eternity ! So this was a trip to Bulgaria that 7 of us went on in March. Wont go into the history as its out there Small copy and paste from wiki Buzludzha is a historical peak in the Central Balkan Mountains, Bulgaria and is 1441 metres high (4728 ft). In 1868 it was the place of the final battle between Bulgarian rebels led by Hadji Dimitar and Stefan Karadzha and the Ottoman Empire. The Buzludzha Monument on the peak was built by the Bulgarian communist regime to commemorate the events in 1891 when the socialists led by Dimitar Blagoev assembled secretly in the area to form an organised socialist movement with the founding of the Bulgarian Social Democratic Party, a fore-runner of the Bulgarian Communist Party. The Monument was opened in 1981.No longer maintained by the Bulgarian government, it has fallen into disuse. The monument was built at a cost of 14 186 000 leva. Buzludzha can be reached by two side roads from the Shipka Pass either a 16 km (10 mi) road from Kazanlak or a 12 km (7 mi) road coming north from Gabrovo. Now the monument is abandoned and vandalised. As the roof of the building is heavily damaged, the main entrance of the building has been closed for the public. (cough cough) So as said 7 of us went, 2 traveled from Glasgow (got knows why Nikon came up here to fly down to Stansted lol) met another 4 in Stansted then our final party member met us in Plovdiv after travelling from Belgium. So many laughs had on this trip, ranging from 1 party member going missing at night, after getting bladdered and trying 4x4`s in the pitch black, to absolute nonsense conversations after too much cheap booze. For me it was what a trip is all about, fun fun fun and seeing and shooting a pretty cool place. We spent 3 days/2 nights at the base of the monument, personally only went up twice, but I know others done it many times at all times of the day and night. Anyways, mixed bag, in the order they were shot Not happy up here !!! 200ft pitch black climb then 100ft on see-thru ladders, anyone who knows me knows I dont do heights !! Pretty chuffed I got to the top tbh, but bob hope I was going out on the ledge !! cheers The Baron
  18. After recent events and other posts going up, here is my take on the place Please read underneath BE WARNED - a group of people were physically assaulted at Bethel Quarry on Friday 1st May 2015 by some thug wielding a baseball bat, who accused them of breaking in. Somehow that's unlikely as it has been open for months. It's probably still open.... History A fairly small (120,000 square feet total area), single adit entrance Bath stone quarry. The Bethel quarries were extensively worked by Messrs. Rogers according to the Bradford on Avon Gazetteer of 1868. It was later requisitioned in 1939 by the War Department and used for Royal Naval storage after some strengthening work. It was later used by Oakfield Farm Products as a mushroom farm and before that had been used by Heinz to grow mushrooms for its mushroom soup. Mushroom production stopped in September 2010 and it was offered for sale in April 2011 as having potential for underground storage. The Estate Agent details reported a "large and historic stone quarry extending to very approximately 10 acres with mains power, water and sewerage connected. The quarry ceased to be mined for stone at the end of the 19th Century but was latterly been used for the farming of mushrooms, though for some months has been disused. Pics Back then as a mushroom farm Thanks for looking
  19. Lately I have seem to have developed a real penchant for sprawling, rusty industrial stuff... So a visit to this one was LONG overdue! And ive not seen pipes quite as big as this since them big blue buggers at Pye!! An absolute must if youre into your 'Industrials'... ...Shoreham Cement Works... ... ... As always... Thanks for lookin' in!
  20. I've been really bad at uploading the places I've visited recently, so I thought it was about time I corrected this. I visited with a few mates from Holland and we did five sites in total, this being one. Skurch is one of many abandoned churches in Belgium and is in a really bad way. There are bracings all over the outside of the building holding up the gable ends on almost every side and noticeable cracks on the outside. On the inside there are structural supports in a few of the arches and under the roof. As with most churches in Europe it's been added to over time and I think the main bell tower dates from Norman times. I've heard its recently been sealed tight because it is so unsafe. After a bit of a ball-crunching entrance we got inside and found ourselves in the sanctuary which was a rather dull modern addition to the building so we made our way into the main part of the church 1. 2. Then up the tightest spiral staircase I've ever come across and up to the raised organ platform and a look up at the tall window with the rose window above it 3. 4. 5. And then back up the rickety old spiral staircase to the really tight walkway you can see just below the rose window in pic 3. If you don't have a head for heights or don't like below waist height balcony railings then I wouldn't recommend doing this bit - the walkway was also a bit to soft and springy for my liking but I gave it a go anyway. And I'm glad I did as its definitely the best way to see it 6. 7. And then as we made our way out I noticed the really nice ceiling detail which I hadn't noticed as we entered as it was so dark in there 8. Thanks for looking
  21. So I had been told about this little school up north a while back and recently had the pleasure of visiting it. Split in to 2 sections, one for the girls and one for the boys with a great big wall down the middle I can only assume that being a schoolchild here and meeting a child of the opposite sex was like being like a kid in a sweetshop. It was infact an Infants school so probably didn't have my mindset Access was pretty easy, made our way in to the Girls side first and was a good job we were with it as there were no floors, we initially thought we were too late. We clambered over beams and made our way upstairs to have a look about, a few little bits to see but not much really. Conversion had begun. Came back down, went to the boys section again access was relatively easy, having a wander about and was pleasantly surprised. Whilst the girls side was in the state it was, this side was aside from other urbexers and vandals not too bad. Lots to see so out came the camera! The reason I called it Pigeon Street School is because I have literally never seen so much Pigeon shit in my life! This was no longer a resting place, it was a bloody hotel for the feathered rats!! Everywhere I leant, everything I touched it was Pigeon! I was covered in the shit, literally! But, Pigeons aside it was a good explore and there was lots to see. I have since been told it is undergoing complete restoration so relatively lucky with timing. Sorry if it's a bit pic heavy! Class room This room, well I absolutely loved it! The decay, the colours, the single chair. I must have spent a good 20 minutes alone in this room. I am pleased to say that I can read and know what these things are. A brief visit back to education taught me well. One of the corridors, lovely circular skylights beaming light in and on the floor is the toilet for pigeons! She wasn't in Class today! School's out! Where the pigeons hang their bags Reading time I got quite excited when I see these, I used to use them at school. I know.... easily pleased right! Another shot of that beautiful room Don't ask.... I just thought it looked cool! Another Corridor Residents One side of the school, Boys.
  22. North Wales Hospital AKA Denbigh Asylum The Explore I couldn’t do a tour around Wales without calling into to see this one. After already being awake for a long time i’m not even sure what time we arrived or indeed when we left but myself and Session9 had a good few hours in here, which has indeed fallen into a pretty bad state of repair and looks to have had a good kicking over the last couple of years. That being said it’s still a beautiful example architecturally of one of the few remaining asylums left in the UK and some nice original features can be seen if you look past the destruction, the most impressive being the beautiful wooden beamwork in the chapel. Didn’t see another soul in the place including Elwyn, seems like he’s let the place go finally... The History (stolen as usual from Session9 ) Designed by architect Thomas Full James to originally accommodate between 60 and 200 patients, the hospital originally had its own farm and gasworks. Planned for closure by Enoch Powell during the 1960s, it was closed in sections from 1991 to 2002. On 22 November 2008, during work to renovate the building site and convert it to apartments and residential properties, the building caught fire; it was later confirmed that the main hall of the hospital was destroyed. Arson was suspected. Currently on the buildings at risk register, planning permission has currently lapsed. In 2011 the building was at risk of collapsing and no action was taken by the owners after an urgent works notice was issued, Denbighshire Council had no choice but to carry out repairs on the building which has reached £930,000 In 2013, Denbighshire Council voted to press ahead with a compulsory purchase order on the building; the council, however, wish to reach an agreement with the owners before taking legal action. An estimated cost of repairing the building is £1 million. The Pictures 1. A few externals... 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. Floorless... 14. The old switcherooo.. 15. I really liked this area, and almost missed it but was re-directed back thankfully by S9.. 16. 17. 18. 19. Mortuary Stump.. 20. This little chapel is the gem of Denbigh in my opinion... 21. 22. 23. 24. As always, thanks for looking and feedback always appreciated
  23. When we arrived at the gates, parked the car 100 mtrs away we saw the security walking around there. This entrance is a no go. Parked the car somewhere else and get in the hard way. After 1.5 hours they found us Busted, after a talk, that took prints of our ID's and put us into the system. Next time we got caught in an abandoned mine there will be serious consequences. Lucky for us, we didnt got caught by the night shift. He was about to let the guard dogs free, and said the other guys had to call the cops. We got away with a warning #1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #6 #7 #8 #9
  24. What a great explore, 5 am, alarmclock, wake up! 6 am, fck i felt asleep again, hurry! Great way to start your day, next problem. We got the location, but is it the right one? Driving through germany we found a prison, why are there so many cars and why does it looks different? Park the car and check it out, till a nice German women, who was working at that prison, asked us through the speakers to nicely get the fuck out of there. Wrong prison... after a couple of minutes we found the right one, park the car and easy acces. Wow, nice building Wrong camera settings in the first 10 pics, who gives a ####, we finally made it. #1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #6 #7 #8 #9 #10 #11 #12 #13 #14 #15 #16 #17 #18 #19 #20 #21 #22 #23 #24 #25 #26 #27 #28 #29 Sorry for the 29 pics, i love prisons as long as i can get out whenever i want to.
  25. This is somewhere that has been done to death so I won't bore you all with the history! A complete dump really but seriously one of the most photogenic places I have been to. I quite enjoyed it here, visited the day before and stood watching as 3 teenagers were throwing slates from the roof in to the pool below. Decided to go back the next day. Went back, empty! Had a nice walk around, stood for a minute thinking how beautiful it would have looked in its heydey with tons of swimmers in the pool ad watching from the balconies. A bit dodgy in areas, walked halfway along the right hand side balcony and realised it was sloping towards the main pool. That was nearly a brown trouser moment slowly made my way back to safety. As we were leaving there were 2 girls at the other end of the pool taking pics, they must have been no older than 14, was quite nice. They reminded me of me when I was younger, I imagined they had probably told their mum they were round their mates when really they were in the local derelict playground! They are hopefully the next generation of us. Anyway on with the pics!