My first explore was of a gentleman called Dave. God I miss Dave
My first explore was of a gentleman called Dave. God I miss Dave
BLOG I SPLORE WHERE NO MAN HAS SPLORED BEFORE
Big Dave or Little Dave???
Well, my grandparents own a few mills in Lancashire, and they've not really changed them much, just added some serious gates and fencing (valuable stock an' all that), so from a very young age I've been quite used to mills and the like. Suppose they were my first taste of an explore, even though they're live...
Been meaning to go back and do a report, would anyone find it interesting...?
I grew up near South Kirkby pit and a lot of the houses around us were derelict around the time of the strike. As a 7/8 year old, this was heaven! Inspired by the Hardy Boys and The Goonies, we had many a good trek around the pit stacks and outbuildings. Visiting my dads in Upton every other weekend and mixing with the local kids led me to discover the joys of Barnsdale Tunnel. Fast forward a few years led me to the village where I live now - another mining village, where yet again, there was another closed pit to explore. Although, this soon gave way to air rifles, motorbikes and eventually girls and beer. As a 'grown up' with the joys of the internet, a few years ago I discovered this hidden world of people who still do this sort of thing. Adding my love of photography and that was it, I was hooked!
Forget The Darkside - I'm Mr Brightside!
I grew up next to a big mill called 'TB Waters' it was really cool and as I grew up it became derelict, I'll never forget the all the TBW workers walking out of the gates for the last time. I wish it was still up as I'd love to have been there, but I guess it wasn't meant to be.
birdinanaviary (26-05-2012)
Well good.
My first was Rodley forge in Leeds was mint me dad used to work there, it was massive had cranes inside my mate Lee used to shit off the top, spent hours in there.
Was about 12 when we started going in, had offices, drawing rooms full of plans all rolled up, used to have little fires in there until one day it got out of control and burnt throu 3 floors of the factory floor was scary we escaped only to run round the corner striaght into the arms of the fire brigade! I said "Fires this way we called it in" they believed us and let us go before the fuzz arrived.
Such a ace place probs why I have an interest in derping now
First urbex related place I went (in 2009). St Lukes AKA The Bombed Out Church in Liverpool. Not been back since, but as I'm moving to the city, will certainly be having a nosy at how it's changed!