Visited with Slipdrix.
It's been a long time, hasn't it? I've not posted a report for at least a year. Without going into personal details, I suppose whilst I never lost interest in the movements of the scene, I've been out of action for so long due to lack of drive to go anywhere. Nothing has really given me the motivation to get out there for so long, but now I'm in a better place with life now, Slipdrix came up to Manchester for a week and we set in motion a plan to do get some exploring done. After so long out of it all, down with the blues, it's fair to say this is by far and wide the most successful, greatest week I have ever spent exploring. Not a single fail, unless you count missing one part here and there due to lack of planning and a "blind leading the blind" approach. You know what I mean. Starting off with a revisit to my best explore last year, we did British Arkady in Manchester. Sadly that's gone downhill since I first visited with more graffiti, items removed, electricity cut off and the like. If you want to get out there then do so soon. Still, I hope Slipdrix still enjoyed himself.
So here we are the day after, at Brunner Mond in Winnington. I don't know why I never did the classic, long-disused site by the river before, but here we are now. Whilst walking down the road, Slipdrix and I spot numerous derelict buildings either under demoliton or clearly disused. Blindly leading the blind, not knowing what to expect, I suggest to Slipdrix we do the buildings by the river, which we found to be the classic part. Looking across, we spot at least one worker or guard; I've come too late. They've started demolishing the place. I suggest we go back for fear of walking straight into a trap with workers, but Slipdrix suggests we at least give it a try. Access wasn't extreme, but it took time and a lot of creative thinking. But we got there.
Snap away. Though past its days of being epic now it's being demolished, it's still quite photogenic isn't it?
Stop. Guard. Down. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
A guard walks through the ground floor and we wait until he walks to the back of the site. Carry on. Wait. There's another. Now three! Spy a fourth and possibly a fifth now! We got in when they were on their break! My fears were confirmed.
We can't get out the way we came in. What do we do?
Take the bridge. Oh no. No no no no no!
It's our only way out. Packing our stuff away, we ran down the belt, and a truck and worker are below, working on the silos. We keep running, until we reach a locked door. This is where it gets really intense. We can't go back without giving ourselves up.
Clambering down through a narrow, filthy, dusty and long gap, we get to the lower level. Gasping for breath, dust fills my mouth. This is insane!
We're on the bridge, with a clear escape route. We run across, and hear a shout. Is it at us? Are we just dreaming? No time to stop now. Keep running, past the workers. Down the steps and out, across the bridge. We've escaped, filthy and scratched but safe.
Stay tuned for part two below.
It's been a long time, hasn't it? I've not posted a report for at least a year. Without going into personal details, I suppose whilst I never lost interest in the movements of the scene, I've been out of action for so long due to lack of drive to go anywhere. Nothing has really given me the motivation to get out there for so long, but now I'm in a better place with life now, Slipdrix came up to Manchester for a week and we set in motion a plan to do get some exploring done. After so long out of it all, down with the blues, it's fair to say this is by far and wide the most successful, greatest week I have ever spent exploring. Not a single fail, unless you count missing one part here and there due to lack of planning and a "blind leading the blind" approach. You know what I mean. Starting off with a revisit to my best explore last year, we did British Arkady in Manchester. Sadly that's gone downhill since I first visited with more graffiti, items removed, electricity cut off and the like. If you want to get out there then do so soon. Still, I hope Slipdrix still enjoyed himself.
So here we are the day after, at Brunner Mond in Winnington. I don't know why I never did the classic, long-disused site by the river before, but here we are now. Whilst walking down the road, Slipdrix and I spot numerous derelict buildings either under demoliton or clearly disused. Blindly leading the blind, not knowing what to expect, I suggest to Slipdrix we do the buildings by the river, which we found to be the classic part. Looking across, we spot at least one worker or guard; I've come too late. They've started demolishing the place. I suggest we go back for fear of walking straight into a trap with workers, but Slipdrix suggests we at least give it a try. Access wasn't extreme, but it took time and a lot of creative thinking. But we got there.
Snap away. Though past its days of being epic now it's being demolished, it's still quite photogenic isn't it?
Stop. Guard. Down. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
A guard walks through the ground floor and we wait until he walks to the back of the site. Carry on. Wait. There's another. Now three! Spy a fourth and possibly a fifth now! We got in when they were on their break! My fears were confirmed.
We can't get out the way we came in. What do we do?
Take the bridge. Oh no. No no no no no!
It's our only way out. Packing our stuff away, we ran down the belt, and a truck and worker are below, working on the silos. We keep running, until we reach a locked door. This is where it gets really intense. We can't go back without giving ourselves up.
Clambering down through a narrow, filthy, dusty and long gap, we get to the lower level. Gasping for breath, dust fills my mouth. This is insane!
We're on the bridge, with a clear escape route. We run across, and hear a shout. Is it at us? Are we just dreaming? No time to stop now. Keep running, past the workers. Down the steps and out, across the bridge. We've escaped, filthy and scratched but safe.
Stay tuned for part two below.
