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whitelaw
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This is my first and, I admit, brief contribution.
We came upon this old working boat last week during a holiday. It is an old, wooden built converted barge. The hull is oak planking, and there has been a plywood superstructure added. According to the archives, the hull is circa 1820.
The stern post turned out to be a cross section through a whole tree!
Apparently, it was moored here and then its owner, who had lived aboard for many years went into hospital, and, well, never returned. Eventually she sunk and naturally attracted the attention of vandals and others who stripped her of anything of value.
So, on our return journey, I just had to stop and take these.
There is a real feeling of loss aboard this old hulk. This was home to someone for a very long time, and, well, it feels lonely. Even stepping (carefully) on the old gunwale gives one an almost overpowering sense of sadness.
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Well, there it is. Sorry the photography doesnt approach some of the amazing quality you seasoned Urbexers manage, but in my defense I was hanging onto an unstable wreck and trying not to fall into the canal.
We came upon this old working boat last week during a holiday. It is an old, wooden built converted barge. The hull is oak planking, and there has been a plywood superstructure added. According to the archives, the hull is circa 1820.
The stern post turned out to be a cross section through a whole tree!
Apparently, it was moored here and then its owner, who had lived aboard for many years went into hospital, and, well, never returned. Eventually she sunk and naturally attracted the attention of vandals and others who stripped her of anything of value.
So, on our return journey, I just had to stop and take these.
There is a real feeling of loss aboard this old hulk. This was home to someone for a very long time, and, well, it feels lonely. Even stepping (carefully) on the old gunwale gives one an almost overpowering sense of sadness.
Well, there it is. Sorry the photography doesnt approach some of the amazing quality you seasoned Urbexers manage, but in my defense I was hanging onto an unstable wreck and trying not to fall into the canal.
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