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Still miles behind in posting some reports up, but this was from an small trip to Engerlandshire and Welsheepshugger land between Xmas and New Year. First stop of this particular cold morning was one of two mills I visited. The first is known as Tweed Mill, and access is not the easiest, but a bit of decent balance and no stopping half way over its simple enough for what is a bit of a gem of a little mill. Ever since I first saw this place appear on the forums a few years ago, I knew it was right up my street, lots of nice natural decay, and plenty of bits left behind to see!! The second mill, only a mile up the road, was jam packed with machines, making it a bit harder to get the images I wanted, but did my best, known as the Wool Mill. Many thanks for looking, as always, click the pics if you want to see more or visit my Flickr
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
Evening all, Called Welsh Old Iron in homage to it's Belgian cousin Out for sunrise a few weeks back and decided to call in on a localish scrapyard that is normally filled to the brim with old trucks and cars just to see if they had anything else in. Talking with the owner, the council had clamped down on scrapyard emissions and the proportion of grass and concrete that some of the vehicles had to be on. Rather than fighting it, they had sold a lot of their stock off to Africa as usual and not sourced anything old so they were still doing a nice trade in parts but not so many vehicles were left. We had a few hours wander here in the sheds - well rather warehouses which was worth it in the end. More to come on Flickr in time. Cheers for looking in.
Another installment of Englandshire road trip Scattergun and I embarked on. This Asylum wasn't even on our list until the night before when we are were deciding what to have a look at. A very quick muggle search and we the one shot made the decision for us. So off we set at 5am (needless to say we were zombies until we got food) and to picked up AltDayOut en-route and take a trip down here first thing in the morning. Arriving at the site we wandered down the path to see a few cars parked around and quite a bit of noise, so thought we find a back way in. Trudging through the forest we figured we have to cross a valley with a small burn at the bottom. Slipping and sliding around, me getting my foot wet, we finally made it to the other side to be greeted with a fantastic view of this beauty in the trees! We made our way inside the place, and it was freezing!, there must have been a temperature difference of 10 degrees between the ground floor and the top floor. A touch of history. This manor house was rebuilt in 1862 for a wealthy landowner, but the family later lost a bet with the stake being this estate. The house was not sold and eventually leased by Sir Henry Tate of Tate & Lyle's who was the last private resident of the manor. The manor house was sold to a local health board and converted in the 1930's to an convalescent home for male patients. In 1949 the health board converted it an Asylum for over-spill patients at the nearby Asylum which was over crowded, it finally closed it doors in 1989. Sold in 1992 but no developments have come to fruition. This was a really nice explore and when we left we decided not to take the hard route out but rather walk past the bunch of farmers and just say "Good Morning Chaps, lovely day for it" to hear the reply from a stuttering startled old guy, "ppprrrivate ppprrroppperty" Bold as Brass is the way to go