Might be a bit of self-deprecating fun, in contrast to the 'best explores' thread. Your worst explores of 2023, the low points, the places you really shouldn't have bothered spending valuable minutes of your life in that you won't get back?
Doesn't have to be five, can be as many or as few as you want.
Some of my low points....
Strathmore House Care Home, Cambridgeshire. I had had this building pinned for years, and finally decided to have a look at it on the way back from a trip to Norfolk. Instantly knew I shouldn't have bothered when I saw the entire front door including the frame pushed inwards like it had been ramraided. It didn't get any better inside, trashed, burned, collapsed, awful. Like Old Rectory but without anything that made that place interesting.
Redmires Water Works, Sheffield - the newer part. What a dump. At least the older part has some character to it.
Oakland Dam Hydroelectric Plant, one of my Stateside wanders, and objectively this one was crap. All that was left that was 'explorable' was an empty industrial building on the surface. I'm glad I got to see it however more because it formed an important part of the area where my best friend grew up.
Nazareth Chapel, South Wales. One of only two minor successes on a pissing awful day in shitty terrible weather where we really should have just gone home, this is the most gutted chapel I've ever seen, and I was gutted as well.
Other low points included battling my way through mosquito and tick infested shoulder height weeds and trees on my own in stupid humidity to try and find a way into a power station in the States, getting bitten to absolute buggery in the process, and then throwing in the towel because it was just stupid. Numerous days at the end of the year which were a big waste of time and money, missing the Van Der Graff machine thing in the Gray Cancer Institute, narrowly avoiding falling into a river trying to get into a mill in Northern Ireland then finding the really easy way in, nearly getting murdered by an angry Welshman protecting what we think was a grow. The point during the totally sleepless trip to Belgium where, at about 6pm on the Saturday, having been awake for over 36 hours, we were on the ferry talking and I answered out loud a conversation I was having with myself in my own head. We all definitely lost our minds on that trip.
It was an eventful year
Doesn't have to be five, can be as many or as few as you want.
Some of my low points....
Strathmore House Care Home, Cambridgeshire. I had had this building pinned for years, and finally decided to have a look at it on the way back from a trip to Norfolk. Instantly knew I shouldn't have bothered when I saw the entire front door including the frame pushed inwards like it had been ramraided. It didn't get any better inside, trashed, burned, collapsed, awful. Like Old Rectory but without anything that made that place interesting.
Redmires Water Works, Sheffield - the newer part. What a dump. At least the older part has some character to it.
Oakland Dam Hydroelectric Plant, one of my Stateside wanders, and objectively this one was crap. All that was left that was 'explorable' was an empty industrial building on the surface. I'm glad I got to see it however more because it formed an important part of the area where my best friend grew up.
Nazareth Chapel, South Wales. One of only two minor successes on a pissing awful day in shitty terrible weather where we really should have just gone home, this is the most gutted chapel I've ever seen, and I was gutted as well.
Other low points included battling my way through mosquito and tick infested shoulder height weeds and trees on my own in stupid humidity to try and find a way into a power station in the States, getting bitten to absolute buggery in the process, and then throwing in the towel because it was just stupid. Numerous days at the end of the year which were a big waste of time and money, missing the Van Der Graff machine thing in the Gray Cancer Institute, narrowly avoiding falling into a river trying to get into a mill in Northern Ireland then finding the really easy way in, nearly getting murdered by an angry Welshman protecting what we think was a grow. The point during the totally sleepless trip to Belgium where, at about 6pm on the Saturday, having been awake for over 36 hours, we were on the ferry talking and I answered out loud a conversation I was having with myself in my own head. We all definitely lost our minds on that trip.
It was an eventful year
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