I wont bother with any history as Speeds report more than covered it and I'm sure you all know this place anyway. Visited with Camera Shy & Host one sunny Sunday morning we set of from Manchester at a sensible time in the morning. After arriving and walking for what felt like ages, we were inside. The first building we entered still had the lights on and was filled with banging and clattering. We dismissed this and normal and presumed it was just the pipes letting out steam etc.......we were wrong. Whilst walking around in the dark I noticed to our left a contractor with a pipe slung over his shoulder speaking to someone above him no more than 10 meters away from us. Making a swift get away we found ourselves standing in front of "that tractor" In a seemingly safer place. We didn't bother with the other side of the site having all been before and somewhat knackered and too hot from the mornings explore.
Anyway "Good splore" "Looks a decent mooch" etc etc
Anyway "Good splore" "Looks a decent mooch" etc etc
