Sshhhh... and I were ready for adventures. As unfortunately she had to work at the weekend when Luckypants came down and we had some special places on the cards but they all turned to epic fail baahhs!! We did get some highlights in tho like SS church and a Mill I will post in the week , time permitting
So getting back then,,, we set off for a recent popular splore and when checking out the surrounding areas on google earth with the added confirmation of Flickrwe had other spots to visit or check out, initially just going for a recce it turned out to a be a full splore assault....kinda.
On loan from Wiki so make sure you return it ...
"Firbeck Hall was formerly the home of 19th century architect and writer Henry Gally Knight who is assumed to have been a principal information source for Walter Scott during the writing of Ivanhoe. Firbeck Hall was built in 1594 by William West, who made a fortune practising law and serving as an associate to Gilbert Talbot, 7th Earl of Shrewsbury from 1580 to 1594. West was the author of a legal textbook called "Symbolaeographia." In his will of 1598, West stipulated that "a grave stone be set for me and my said wife in Firbeck Church, and ingraven with our arms and names and some posy"
You know when you see something as juicy as this your on to a something interesting
I viewed the above kinda like the numerous warning signs one sees when crossing the north Wales mountains road, proclaiming Speed Cameras of which there are none!! , its far cheaper to insinuate the threat of something than actually have it and then rely on the inner psychological battle of doubt that ensues , but i say bolloooks and frequently cane the ton and with similar bravado and disregard which as anyone that knows me splorewise is unlike me as i usually get the FEAR but just press on regardless, in this instance there seemed to be some actual fact to the sign , as we made our way further and further into the grounds the glorious sounds and ambience of the beautiful countyside was peppered frequently with the rather vulgar outbursts of shotgun blasts!, not good.
Then our prize came into view
It wasnt long before we are in, I must say now that , the only thing worse than not getting in a splore is running out of light and as the order of the above might suggest we went at the crack of dawn and it got lighter it was the other way round we had already splored elsewhere and our quick look turned into a 'gradually but surely going into darkness splore' something really that isnt our thing as we wont use flashes and aren't big fans of light painting, well our finest Poundland torches just aren't up to that job anyhow lool, so most of the piks are high iso'd etc.
The initial externals, the copius amounts of boarded upness and the rather over the top warning sign seemed to at odds with the actual state of play internally ....think Whittingham Asylum inside a manor
, mostly totally k nacked and trashed....
this part doesnt even have a roof!
The floors are potentiall deadly in places and whats left of the rapidly depleting light doesn't make much progress into the groundfloor rooms
It was a pretty good exploration lots of corridors
but sometimes a bit aggravating as a lot em are dead ends...yikes I am actually light painting now, with my £1 pound torch
and in here...
as i am typing this in and checking my progress i cant get over how awful these 99% photobucked hosted images are looking compared to their flickr counter parts.... Flickr..
and back to photobucket...
much better up here tho , one can almost half guess where the shotgun blasts are coming from
We are at almost total darkness now and find some of the most bizzarre stairs ever , this alone warrants a return as there are more things to see , namely the cellars and the other buildings like the lodge house , gymnasium and swimming pool!
Cheers for looking at what we got
So getting back then,,, we set off for a recent popular splore and when checking out the surrounding areas on google earth with the added confirmation of Flickrwe had other spots to visit or check out, initially just going for a recce it turned out to a be a full splore assault....kinda.
On loan from Wiki so make sure you return it ...
"Firbeck Hall was formerly the home of 19th century architect and writer Henry Gally Knight who is assumed to have been a principal information source for Walter Scott during the writing of Ivanhoe. Firbeck Hall was built in 1594 by William West, who made a fortune practising law and serving as an associate to Gilbert Talbot, 7th Earl of Shrewsbury from 1580 to 1594. West was the author of a legal textbook called "Symbolaeographia." In his will of 1598, West stipulated that "a grave stone be set for me and my said wife in Firbeck Church, and ingraven with our arms and names and some posy"
You know when you see something as juicy as this your on to a something interesting
I viewed the above kinda like the numerous warning signs one sees when crossing the north Wales mountains road, proclaiming Speed Cameras of which there are none!! , its far cheaper to insinuate the threat of something than actually have it and then rely on the inner psychological battle of doubt that ensues , but i say bolloooks and frequently cane the ton and with similar bravado and disregard which as anyone that knows me splorewise is unlike me as i usually get the FEAR but just press on regardless, in this instance there seemed to be some actual fact to the sign , as we made our way further and further into the grounds the glorious sounds and ambience of the beautiful countyside was peppered frequently with the rather vulgar outbursts of shotgun blasts!, not good.
Then our prize came into view
It wasnt long before we are in, I must say now that , the only thing worse than not getting in a splore is running out of light and as the order of the above might suggest we went at the crack of dawn and it got lighter it was the other way round we had already splored elsewhere and our quick look turned into a 'gradually but surely going into darkness splore' something really that isnt our thing as we wont use flashes and aren't big fans of light painting, well our finest Poundland torches just aren't up to that job anyhow lool, so most of the piks are high iso'd etc.
The initial externals, the copius amounts of boarded upness and the rather over the top warning sign seemed to at odds with the actual state of play internally ....think Whittingham Asylum inside a manor
, mostly totally k nacked and trashed....
this part doesnt even have a roof!
The floors are potentiall deadly in places and whats left of the rapidly depleting light doesn't make much progress into the groundfloor rooms
It was a pretty good exploration lots of corridors
but sometimes a bit aggravating as a lot em are dead ends...yikes I am actually light painting now, with my £1 pound torch
and in here...
as i am typing this in and checking my progress i cant get over how awful these 99% photobucked hosted images are looking compared to their flickr counter parts.... Flickr..
and back to photobucket...
much better up here tho , one can almost half guess where the shotgun blasts are coming from
We are at almost total darkness now and find some of the most bizzarre stairs ever , this alone warrants a return as there are more things to see , namely the cellars and the other buildings like the lodge house , gymnasium and swimming pool!
Cheers for looking at what we got
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