Seen waay too many post explaining about this place so i'm sure you're familiarized with the history and such, so i'll skip it.
Had to wander around the area with a friend of mine for around an hour as the entire area was boarded up and a few security guards and vans can be seen at the front yard. We were seen by the nearby residents, they were taking pictures and holding a phone as we went in so we scuffled out of the area and came back a few days later.
From here, i went to the second floor and turned my torch on to fight the darkness, when my friend alerted of a orange light emitting from a badly corroded wooden door. I instinctively thought it was the security guards, but after creeping slowly up to the door and peering through, my agitation quickly dropped. They were in plain hoodies and boots, picking at a leafy twig with pots and bottles laid carefully on a coffee table. Although they may be other explorers, it was best for me not to intervene for my stage of experience...
Here are some shots moments later after wandering back to the first floor -
Peeping through a hole to find some vans and shit...
Poor bird
Fernando mertinez obsession:
Thank god i found the roof, felt claustophobic in there:
A whole bottle of white spirit lying around...?
Slightly dissappointed i didn't bring a tripod or find the flooded engine-like room, but it at least i got some pictures
Had to wander around the area with a friend of mine for around an hour as the entire area was boarded up and a few security guards and vans can be seen at the front yard. We were seen by the nearby residents, they were taking pictures and holding a phone as we went in so we scuffled out of the area and came back a few days later.
- Wiggling through the area...
From here, i went to the second floor and turned my torch on to fight the darkness, when my friend alerted of a orange light emitting from a badly corroded wooden door. I instinctively thought it was the security guards, but after creeping slowly up to the door and peering through, my agitation quickly dropped. They were in plain hoodies and boots, picking at a leafy twig with pots and bottles laid carefully on a coffee table. Although they may be other explorers, it was best for me not to intervene for my stage of experience...
Here are some shots moments later after wandering back to the first floor -
Peeping through a hole to find some vans and shit...
Poor bird
Fernando mertinez obsession:
Thank god i found the roof, felt claustophobic in there:
A whole bottle of white spirit lying around...?
Slightly dissappointed i didn't bring a tripod or find the flooded engine-like room, but it at least i got some pictures

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