strange experiences in urban exploration?
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I was in a creepy farm house on new years day and I freaked out screaming, thinking I had been pushed in the back. until I calmed down and realised it was my camera bag over my shoulder
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I visted Crookham Court for the first time on my own. Spent 3 hours in the even though after an hour or so, I was upstairs just down the corridor from the staircase, going towards the room with the big mirror when I heard a sound of which sounded like something had fallen on the ground and smashed, not a glass smashing sound, like a tv, heard a big loud thud, coming from directly beneath me downstairs. I FROZE. At that point I couldn't move and was thinking do I just leave now, even though I haven't seen most things. I decided to head back the other way and do the other side of the building and when I did get to where I thought I had heard that crash, there was nothing whatsoever that could or would have caused that sound. I was abit freaked out tbh.
Also, when I was in there for my 3rd visit, im sure someone else was in there as we heard footsteps. Didn't see anyone but I had that feeling of, we need to get out of here now.
Also, when I was in there for my 3rd visit, im sure someone else was in there as we heard footsteps. Didn't see anyone but I had that feeling of, we need to get out of here now.
Recently had a mooch through the culvert that runs underneath Chichester. Got to the far end to find it was fenced and a garden, so I headed back. At the exit, packing up my stuff when the sound of running feet came through behind me. Might have been kids, might have been the house owner, might have been some super powered horror character. I didn't stay to find out.
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A few friends and I found this derelict house not to far from home that we decided we'd go and have a peek around.
So about 1am we cycled down to it and found a way in through a broken door. Lovely house, didn't seem like anyone had been in it for some time so we set about getting some lighting up for some photographs. Just as we were posing for one of those really cheesy stair shots (you know the ones, 4 guys in masks on a staircase with some freaky lighting, we were 15 and it seemed a good idea) we heard what sounded like shuffling followed by a rasping noise from one of the upstairs rooms. Needless to say we didn't wait around to find out if, whatever it was, was going to come down the stairs!!
We all scurried home, tail between legs and met up later in the morning, when it was light, to decide if we would go back and find out what the noise was. We decided against a return trip and simply put it down to us having woken a squatter with all our clattering and banging around.
We will never know what that noise was for sure, but every now and again when I see the house (which has now been quite tastefully been renovated) it does make me wonder what it really was.
A few friends and I found this derelict house not to far from home that we decided we'd go and have a peek around.
So about 1am we cycled down to it and found a way in through a broken door. Lovely house, didn't seem like anyone had been in it for some time so we set about getting some lighting up for some photographs. Just as we were posing for one of those really cheesy stair shots (you know the ones, 4 guys in masks on a staircase with some freaky lighting, we were 15 and it seemed a good idea) we heard what sounded like shuffling followed by a rasping noise from one of the upstairs rooms. Needless to say we didn't wait around to find out if, whatever it was, was going to come down the stairs!!
We all scurried home, tail between legs and met up later in the morning, when it was light, to decide if we would go back and find out what the noise was. We decided against a return trip and simply put it down to us having woken a squatter with all our clattering and banging around.
We will never know what that noise was for sure, but every now and again when I see the house (which has now been quite tastefully been renovated) it does make me wonder what it really was.
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Nakedness and dereliction seem to go together. HMS Royal Arthur and Monkton Farleigh Sidings often had naked people around.
Can't say I've experienced anything particularly strange, but I have nearly been decapitated by barn owls twice, that's pretty random.
Can't say I've experienced anything particularly strange, but I have nearly been decapitated by barn owls twice, that's pretty random.
Being in the control room of DUGA (Chernobyl) in just a T shirt when 2 guys in full NBC suits walk in surrounded by a cacophony of Geiger clicks...
Weirdest one tho has to be in Villa Hector in Belgium. The place had been derelict for 6 years as the woman was put in a home. As we were there there was a pristine envelope on the floor. We opened it (it was unsealed) and it was a letter detailing the ladies funeral. In the church opposite... At that time, on that date.... as we were stood there in her hall.
Weirdest one tho has to be in Villa Hector in Belgium. The place had been derelict for 6 years as the woman was put in a home. As we were there there was a pristine envelope on the floor. We opened it (it was unsealed) and it was a letter detailing the ladies funeral. In the church opposite... At that time, on that date.... as we were stood there in her hall.
Weirdest one tho has to be in Villa Hector in Belgium. The place had been derelict for 6 years as the woman was put in a home. As we were there there was a pristine envelope on the floor. We opened it (it was unsealed) and it was a letter detailing the ladies funeral. In the church opposite... At that time, on that date.... as we were stood there in her hall.
I remember you mentioning that when that first happened and I was lost for words!
I've only ever had a few strange/weird things happen, hands down the weirdest was actually after an explore and we were back by our cars though - going way back to one of my visits to West Park in 2009 we spent an awesome afternoon roaming the site completely unhindered but whilst on the walk back to the cars parked in the nature reserve car park opposite the site a police 4x4 speeds past us followed by a police car which slows right down as it goes past us, and then turns into the car park so we think 'oh crap here we go', we walk into the car park and the police car is empty with the police officer some way off obviously looking for something or someone. As we go to our cars the officer returns to his and leaves and a few seconds later we hear a commotion in the undergrowth behind us and turn around to see a man dressed only in a red lacy vest top and matching underwear come running at full pelt out the forest, dive into his car and speed out of the car park....
Other than seven of us witnessing a door completely close by itself in the depths of Denbigh with no wind and none of us having gone through it moments before was strange, and the extremely uncomfortable, oppressive feeling I got from the BIBRA animal testing laboratories nothing else to report.
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I remembered something last night.
Years ago me and a friend were investigating a derelict ex council office block in Swindon, we had pretty much finished and were standing by the main entrance having a smoke, when a security guard pulled up. Bracing ourselves for a friendly chat, the security guard got out of the car, swiped his badge on the rounds monitor, turned around, got back in his car and left. No eye contact, no acknowledgement, no nothing. It was like we were invisible. Now there's no way he could possibly have missed us, we were quite literally 2m away from him and he had to walk past us. Very bizarre! Slackest security guard ever!
The flipside of that is an irrationally angry member of the public in Glastonbury demanding that I leave a pavement on a public road because "You have no right to be here". Ummmmm, okaaaaaay.
Years ago me and a friend were investigating a derelict ex council office block in Swindon, we had pretty much finished and were standing by the main entrance having a smoke, when a security guard pulled up. Bracing ourselves for a friendly chat, the security guard got out of the car, swiped his badge on the rounds monitor, turned around, got back in his car and left. No eye contact, no acknowledgement, no nothing. It was like we were invisible. Now there's no way he could possibly have missed us, we were quite literally 2m away from him and he had to walk past us. Very bizarre! Slackest security guard ever!
The flipside of that is an irrationally angry member of the public in Glastonbury demanding that I leave a pavement on a public road because "You have no right to be here". Ummmmm, okaaaaaay.
Not far from us there's a big empty orphanage, it's been closed for 10 years or so and is very creepy, first time we were there my wife says she saw a human shaped shadow in the passageway behind me, it wasn't my shadow though, we've been back but she refuses to go again.
I've never come across any naked ladies (well, at least not while exploring ). Is there an urbex porn genre? I did read about another porn movie being shot in St Peter's Seminary. Now I think about it, maybe that's why it's called a "seminary".
In a few places, I've heard footsteps but not seen anyone. This has happened in Harperbury, in les Grands Moulins de Paris in Lille, at the Val Benoit campus in Liege, and also at the top of the second, tallest, tower at Hasard Cheratte the second time when I went there with my son. Except for the last one, which was probably the wind on a rickety metal staircase, I just assumed there was someone else there and got out. As for places reputed to be haunted? Nothing.
But the most memorable experience was during my first visit (alone) to Hasard Cheratte.
After I left the first tower, I spotted four of the local chavs who had just entered the building opposite. They started to smash things up, so I hid from them inside a small electricity room. One of them entered it and, as there was no way I could have avoided being seen by him, I shone the bright LED torch that I use for light painting directly at him, and he ran out screaming. He and his friends then left the site PDQ and I was able to explore again in peace.
). Is there an urbex porn genre? I did read about another porn movie being shot in St Peter's Seminary. Now I think about it, maybe that's why it's called a "seminary".In a few places, I've heard footsteps but not seen anyone. This has happened in Harperbury, in les Grands Moulins de Paris in Lille, at the Val Benoit campus in Liege, and also at the top of the second, tallest, tower at Hasard Cheratte the second time when I went there with my son. Except for the last one, which was probably the wind on a rickety metal staircase, I just assumed there was someone else there and got out. As for places reputed to be haunted? Nothing.
But the most memorable experience was during my first visit (alone) to Hasard Cheratte.
After I left the first tower, I spotted four of the local chavs who had just entered the building opposite. They started to smash things up, so I hid from them inside a small electricity room. One of them entered it and, as there was no way I could have avoided being seen by him, I shone the bright LED torch that I use for light painting directly at him, and he ran out screaming. He and his friends then left the site PDQ and I was able to explore again in peace.
Kinda related, the story of how I met fellow explorer Priority7:
I started chatting on here to another explorer, and we agreed we should meet in the near future as we had a similar interest in sites. Our correspondence was going back and fourth and I realised I was out the country at the weekend so thought I'd apologise in advance for the inevitably shaky WiFi. So I ended my message with "Sorry if I'm quiet at the weekend, I'll be in Munich".
I get a full reply about all of the sites we'd been discussing with "Sorry if I'm quiet at the weekend, I'll be in Munich" at the end.
"Daft sod, copying and pasting from my reply, and not clearing it all" I thought.
Two days later I'm in a pub in Munich after a full day exploring Dachau, and curiosity (or German beer) gets the better of me. So I message Priority 7 asking: "You're not in Munich are you?"
Turned out that not only was he in the pub next door, but he'd also spent the day at Dachau!
I started chatting on here to another explorer, and we agreed we should meet in the near future as we had a similar interest in sites. Our correspondence was going back and fourth and I realised I was out the country at the weekend so thought I'd apologise in advance for the inevitably shaky WiFi. So I ended my message with "Sorry if I'm quiet at the weekend, I'll be in Munich".
I get a full reply about all of the sites we'd been discussing with "Sorry if I'm quiet at the weekend, I'll be in Munich" at the end.
"Daft sod, copying and pasting from my reply, and not clearing it all" I thought.
Two days later I'm in a pub in Munich after a full day exploring Dachau, and curiosity (or German beer) gets the better of me. So I message Priority 7 asking: "You're not in Munich are you?"
Turned out that not only was he in the pub next door, but he'd also spent the day at Dachau!
You an' me both. A year(?) later and me and my urbex buddy had the same experience, though we were actually in the red room with the mirror. We were certain that there was no-one else in the house and the crash we heard was huge, like masonry falling down, or a massive castle door slamming. My friend picked up a cricket stump that he found and we were standing at the door cowering slightly! Anyway, as DirtyJigsaw says, nothing to be seen.
We also had the feeling that we needed to get out of there, had that feeling in the corridoor leading to the red room. It was our 2nd visit and we felt that the house didn't want us there - crazy, but that's how it felt.
Me and TBM were sat in my car eyeing up a water tower and a lady comes out of her house and says she finds it weird im sitting in my car outside her house with a camera because she has a young daughter. I tired to debate that I had right to be parked on the road but she wouldn't have it. I was going to make a joke but decided that would be a bad idea
Another time we had to leg it out of a derelict brewery because someone in my party pushed the lift call button and the 5-Ton SWL lift shook the whole building as it came up. My tripod dug me in the back of the neck as I ran down the stairs and I thought it was secca tapping my shoulder.
Last year some kids in Oldham set fire to part of a building I was exploring with Mookster. First 999 call ever on an urbex for me.
One time I turned on a tape player from a Toyota Previa which was plugged into the mains of a derelict showroom with a 12V Power Pack and Take That came blasting out.
Nothing majorly weird though.
Another time we had to leg it out of a derelict brewery because someone in my party pushed the lift call button and the 5-Ton SWL lift shook the whole building as it came up. My tripod dug me in the back of the neck as I ran down the stairs and I thought it was secca tapping my shoulder.
Last year some kids in Oldham set fire to part of a building I was exploring with Mookster. First 999 call ever on an urbex for me.
One time I turned on a tape player from a Toyota Previa which was plugged into the mains of a derelict showroom with a 12V Power Pack and Take That came blasting out.
Nothing majorly weird though.
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im glad I wasn't the only one then. It really was like I wasn't wanted there.
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Take That! Hahaha Yeah, never had to make a 999 call myself, and notheard of anyone else doig so until now!
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