My mate and I were exploring a factory in Brum a few years back in the snow. Mate stepped on a nail, went straight through his shoe and into his foot. I had to pull it out :s
have you ever run into trouble?
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I think it was somebody's idea of a joke. At least it was near the exit, so anybody taking flight would get out easily. Deeper in the mine a fright like that could be game over.
In 7 years of exploring I've only been caught by security twice, once by 'MC Hammer' at West Park and once by two security guards on patrol at Graylingwell who I walked straight into after dodging a gauntlet of PIRs. The former gave me a short lecture before escorting me off the premises and making sure I didn't duck back through the fence. The latter accused me of breaking in, spouted some tripe about how they could collect DNA evidence from inside and have me sent down (yeah, right) and then called the police. I then offered to show them the hole in the fence that 'definitely wasn't there this morning' (it'd been there for at least a week), calmly stepped through it and walked away with a cheery goodbye. I'm guessing the police officers I later drove past, sirens screaming and heading towards the hospital weren't too happy when they arrived to find no suspect and no actual evidence of a break in.
I had a similar experience when exploring an abandoned farm in Wales last year: I opened a door and was hit by the unmistakable stench of death. I was pretty sure I was going to find a body or at very least a dead cow or sheep, such was the smell. The source of the stink turned out to be a chest freezer which I rather foolishly opened to find a large amount of slowly liquifying meat and fish. The smell stayed with me all day.
Hmm, disturbing.
I had a similar experience when exploring an abandoned farm in Wales last year: I opened a door and was hit by the unmistakable stench of death. I was pretty sure I was going to find a body or at very least a dead cow or sheep, such was the smell. The source of the stink turned out to be a chest freezer which I rather foolishly opened to find a large amount of slowly liquifying meat and fish. The smell stayed with me all day.
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This isn't a thread about security, can we not turn it into one?
Fair enough, but that wasn't really my intention. I posted because it was an experience of running into trouble, not because I wanted to attack security guards. People who act as though it's their right to be in derelict buildings and resent any security presence really get my goat, for the record.
Back on topic, I once fell through a floor when I was younger, less experienced and less careful than I am now. Ended up with a variety of nasty cuts and a twisted ankle. Avoided an A&E trip but felt extremely stupid and very glad that it was only a 4' drop.
Back on topic, I once fell through a floor when I was younger, less experienced and less careful than I am now. Ended up with a variety of nasty cuts and a twisted ankle. Avoided an A&E trip but felt extremely stupid and very glad that it was only a 4' drop.
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Spent 40 mins laying prone and very still in stinging nettles while plod and his mate set up an o.p. on a neighbouring block, they were less than thirty feet from me and one level higher. I was sitting " relaxing" with my own special blend when I heard them shuffling behind and above. I took an unusual shape and went face down and just stayed there until they left.
In Tate n lyle site millwall, ninjaing around the inter floor pipework - had a team of demo and security on a walk around on the floor below, well I didn't know....I slid down a pipe right in front of them, the first few blokes **** themselves as this grey ghost slid effortlessly from the floor above straight by to the floor below, heh. Funny times.
Once in a defunct bank in barking the plod arrived with dogs. Up onto the roof, again lay still - puddle this time. Torchlights blazed across the torso, the dogs were telling them I was there but they missed me....
Phyzer factory I.o.d. Security must've called plod, me and one other were seven storeys up and surrounded, heh. On the ground were approx six or seven vehicles.... No worries.stairwell sprint to level 1 and big leap of faith into a close tree, I made it no probs, me mate er, didn't.lolz. He couldn't hold on, dangled a bit n fell, his moaning n laughing brought em over double quick, I was in the tree adopting a tree like pose ? 12 foot above, I couldn't stop laughing as three or four coppers flopped on me mate, I gave in here and joined in the scrum below, dropping in right ontop of it all, so funny. So funny. Yeah we got nicked but it was so funny...I blamed him, he blamed me, funny.
I got loads of funny events such as this, I sincerely wish to thank to o.p. for jogging me memory, ta.
In Tate n lyle site millwall, ninjaing around the inter floor pipework - had a team of demo and security on a walk around on the floor below, well I didn't know....I slid down a pipe right in front of them, the first few blokes **** themselves as this grey ghost slid effortlessly from the floor above straight by to the floor below, heh. Funny times.
Once in a defunct bank in barking the plod arrived with dogs. Up onto the roof, again lay still - puddle this time. Torchlights blazed across the torso, the dogs were telling them I was there but they missed me....
Phyzer factory I.o.d. Security must've called plod, me and one other were seven storeys up and surrounded, heh. On the ground were approx six or seven vehicles.... No worries.stairwell sprint to level 1 and big leap of faith into a close tree, I made it no probs, me mate er, didn't.lolz. He couldn't hold on, dangled a bit n fell, his moaning n laughing brought em over double quick, I was in the tree adopting a tree like pose ? 12 foot above, I couldn't stop laughing as three or four coppers flopped on me mate, I gave in here and joined in the scrum below, dropping in right ontop of it all, so funny. So funny. Yeah we got nicked but it was so funny...I blamed him, he blamed me, funny.
I got loads of funny events such as this, I sincerely wish to thank to o.p. for jogging me memory, ta.
I've been fairly lucky too. The only time I've had a bit of a scare was when I found this
in Newport Towers hotel. It is candle wax but it did look quite bloodlike at the time.
The other time was exploring Penmaenmawr. I decided not to go up the inclined plane from the village and opted for the scree slope instead. I realised half way up that it was a lot steeper, there were catch fences to prevent rockfalls onto the cottages below and if I got it wrong there was some nasty steel posts waiting to impale me.
in Newport Towers hotel. It is candle wax but it did look quite bloodlike at the time.
The other time was exploring Penmaenmawr. I decided not to go up the inclined plane from the village and opted for the scree slope instead. I realised half way up that it was a lot steeper, there were catch fences to prevent rockfalls onto the cottages below and if I got it wrong there was some nasty steel posts waiting to impale me.
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Nice one Mookster! That made me giggle...
...and Archivist, yeah, I guess a chest freezer full of meat would have the same effect really!
Who's the Gong fan then??? ;-)
...and Archivist, yeah, I guess a chest freezer full of meat would have the same effect really!
Who's the Gong fan then??? ;-)
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Fell through the roof of a local car showroom once and landed on some wooden shelving below, was probably better it was there to break my fall but still hurt pretty badly. My mate wasn't looking at the time and apparantly what gave me away was me swearing at the top of my voice as I fell, fair enough
Came across some squatters in a warehousing complex who were getting pretty threatning until I recognised one if them, ended up having a cuppa and a chat before leaving unharmed - nice chaps really
Last one: met two secca coming out of the Klinger factory last year, they were coming in through our sneaky entrance and one of them had an axe, as we knew they werent on site and therefore not doing their job properly, it was pretty tense
Had a *** with them before they told us to leave, nice guys but not a good encounter at first
Came across some squatters in a warehousing complex who were getting pretty threatning until I recognised one if them, ended up having a cuppa and a chat before leaving unharmed - nice chaps really
Last one: met two secca coming out of the Klinger factory last year, they were coming in through our sneaky entrance and one of them had an axe, as we knew they werent on site and therefore not doing their job properly, it was pretty tense
Had a *** with them before they told us to leave, nice guys but not a good encounter at first
Been listening to them since about 1978. they're still going believe it or not.
I have enjoyed this thread, for myself I haven’t had much bother while exploring, Muppet and I got rumbled by security at St Lawrence’s before we even got in but the Sec fella couldn’t have been nicer, he was aware of what we were doing and why we were there and, as he said he had a job to do and he was going to do it, and since the copper miner accidentally fried himself last year it has tightened up expediently and I still haven’t got in.(Yet)
One experience that I have had though sprung to mind,
On reading in our local newspaper that a convent near to me had closed my immediately thought was I must get a photographic record of this place before the redevelopers get in(ie Nose Around) I gained entry to the grounds via a circuitous route and had photographed a pretty little chapel and was setting up my camera to shoot a memorial garden dedicated to the sisters that had passed away while serving the community.
(Now it was still and quiet, the sounds of towns traffic just gently filtering into the garden and I was alone)
My concentration was fully on what I was doing, when there was a gentle tap on my shoulder that made me yearn for clean underwear, and there stood a little grey old Nun who asked me “what do you want” I garbled an explanation about getting photographs of the place before it was lost while backing away and looking for an easy exit but as I backed away she followed, I was,not to put too fine a point on it, stuffed, so I stopped trying to escape and explained what I was doing there, Sister A was most interested (90 if she was day) and allowed me to leave gracefully.
One experience that I have had though sprung to mind,
On reading in our local newspaper that a convent near to me had closed my immediately thought was I must get a photographic record of this place before the redevelopers get in(ie Nose Around) I gained entry to the grounds via a circuitous route and had photographed a pretty little chapel and was setting up my camera to shoot a memorial garden dedicated to the sisters that had passed away while serving the community.
(Now it was still and quiet, the sounds of towns traffic just gently filtering into the garden and I was alone)
My concentration was fully on what I was doing, when there was a gentle tap on my shoulder that made me yearn for clean underwear, and there stood a little grey old Nun who asked me “what do you want” I garbled an explanation about getting photographs of the place before it was lost while backing away and looking for an easy exit but as I backed away she followed, I was,not to put too fine a point on it, stuffed, so I stopped trying to escape and explained what I was doing there, Sister A was most interested (90 if she was day) and allowed me to leave gracefully.
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