(Disclaimer: Joking aside, I fully understand the risks/dangers involved in these adventures and do so in the full knowledge of what could happen. I don't encourage or condone and I accept no responsibility for anyone else following in my footsteps. Under UK law, trespass without force is a civil offence. I never break into a place, I never photograph a place that is currently occupied, as this would be morally wrong and intrusive, I never take any items and I never cause any damage, as such no criminal offences have been committed in the making of this blog. I will not disclose location. I leave the building as I find it and only enter to take photographs for my own pleasure and to document the building.
Wednesday, 3 February 2021
Tuesday, 26 January 2021
There's a mower in the bushes too.
There's the remains of a tractor here too.
I did try the vans sliding side door, but it was locked.
Eventually we came across this large shack, and while someone had strung up some plastic sheeting to keep out the elements, it had since fallen down. However, the stuff inside has still been preserved a lot better than the stuff outside.
It's hard to tell for sure with the blanket over it, but it looks like a hang glider.
Fixed to the ceiling of the shack we noticed another glider. This is so awesome! I've never come across an abandoned hang glider before!
Also next to the blue car was this land rover.
This was once part of the auxiliary fire service, so from a historic standpoint, this is one hell of a historic find. Auxiliary fire services date back to the 1930s, basically helping out the small local brigades. As the quality of the emergency services improved, both the auxiliary fire services and the local brigades were replaced by the national fire service in 1941, although the auxiliary fire service saw a revival in 1948, and gained upgraded equipment in the 1950s due to the ever-increasing threat of nuclear attacks during the Cold War. I'm guessing that this land rover is from that period, rather than the pre-1941 era, but even so it's a relic!
There's some sign of activity here. Someone has wiggled the windscreen wiper...
These aren't the original seats. This thing has been modified.
There's also this pretty cool tractor.
The car is unlocked, revealing quite a nice interior, if one can look past the mould that's growing on the steering wheel. Also, the steering wheel is on the left, so this car's not from the UK.
That might be a stupid thing to say about a Pontiac, but as I said, I'm not a car person. I only know it's a Pontiac because that's what it says on the back. A quick Google revealed that Pontiacs stopped being produced in 2009 so this thing is at least a decade old. And yet, the manual is still on the passenger seat. Perhaps with a little TLC and a new steering wheel it could be put back on the road.
I didn't stop for long because that mould had quite an offensive odour.
That's all I've got for this awesome little location. Although I love reading and writing about history, and this didn't have a lot to talk about in that regard, I still enjoyed this place. Sometimes a place doesn't need a detailed narative. The mystery of the location speaks for itself. Why are these just left here? What's up with that grenade gear stick mod? How could anyone abandon a hang glider?
... is the owner dead inside that caravan?
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