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Canadian Viking
Location: Metro Vancouver, BC Gender: Male Total Likes: 17 likes
Nikon for life!
| | | Re: What's the story behind your first location? < Reply # 27 on 2/13/2014 10:47 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | I guess you could say I started young, and started big. When I was fourteen I infiltrated a semi-local active shipyard. Got in, took pics, explored a little, and left. Then went back probably somewhere along the lines of ten times. Never got caught. Since then I've broadened my range to anything abandoned, historic, or just interesting in general, abandoned or not. I've been caught once in my explorations, and I held my camera in a visible place and just asked where I was, stating 'Dave' ran off after an urgent call, said he'd be right back, but never showed up again. Dave's a common enough name, right? The security guard just escorted me off the property and paged someone looking for a Dave while I hastily beat it.
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| vokapolis
Location: Cleveland, OH Gender: Male Total Likes: 61 likes
| | | | Re: What's the story behind your first location? < Reply # 28 on 2/13/2014 7:33 PM > | Reply with Quote
| | | I got started by exploring tunnels a few years before I ever did any buildings. When I was fifteen, I moved from Akron to a suburb on the west side of Cleveland. I had come from an "theater" high school, so although I wasn't an actor or in the theater program, all my friends were, and we were all pretty weird people. When I moved to Cleveland though, I got put into a preppy suburb high school where all the kids were pretty much the same and very judgmental of anybody who was different. There was one girl though, who really stood out though. She didn't give a fuck about what anybody thought, dressed and acted weird, and I liked her a lot for that. I started talking to her on Facebook, and AIM, and we got along really well. She was dating a freshman at the time, and they were pretty close, but he was always kind of embarrassed by her acting differently, so I could tell that their relationship wasn't going to last long. When they finally did break up the next summer, I asked her to come hang out with me for the day, so we walked to a park in our town, and went to this really secluded area deep in the woods where a lot of high school students liked to hang out. It was kind of down in a mini gorge, and there was a creek and a pond, and it was fed by a tunnel that went under the railroad tracks back there. We didn't have anything else to do, so the two of us spend the day following this creek and a series of tunnels that raged from about a hundred feet to several hundred yards. Eventually we got to a much larger tunnel and we followed it about a mile and a half in, lighting the way with a key chain light that she had. After a while, we got to a point that looked like it used to be an opening, but it was closed off, and the only way to go further would be a small tunnel that we would have to crawl through. It was really cool though because at the spot that there used to be an opening, there was a whole bunch of graffiti from the 1950s and 60s, stuff like "high school class of '57". After that day, the two of us didn't really hang out again. We were both fifteen, and I guess that at the time, I was still a bit too immature or awkward for her taste, but I still kept in contact and explored tunnels with her brother, who was also our age. That day really got me interested in stuff like this though and I started to look around more for other people who were into exploring. Eventually, when I was seventeen, I met a group of people in their twenties, who hadn't ever tried Urban Exploring before, but they were super interested in it after I told them about it. It was with them that I first started exploring abandonments and other buildings, but that's an entirely different, even longer story. I still explore with them whenever I'm in Cleveland, home from University.
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| kid775
Location: Montréal, QC Gender: Female Total Likes: 0 likes
| | | | Re: What's the story behind your first location? < Reply # 30 on 2/23/2014 2:32 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | In my hometown - which is Tampere, Finland - we have this abandoned match factory that everyone knows and probably also everyone has visited. The place is pretty famous for its graffiti: the factory used to hold illegal raves in the 90s and I guess that's when the graffiti thing started. Anyway. My friend had just gotten herself a new camera when we decided to go try it out at the match factory. The factory is in pretty bad shape, things are hanging loose, tiles are coming off the walls, random cars and parts of cars and other crap is hanging around from the people who've used the factory for different purposes - many as a dump. That time was a little hasty as we heard someone playing the violin and screaming at the same time in the main building. We decided not to approach them since the place is also pretty infamous for occasional junkies that nobody really wants to deal with. We decided to check out the other buildings in the surrounding areas but left pretty quickly as the people living in the area are not very fond or uers - they think we all come there to smash shit up and get drunk / high. Why we decided to go check the factory out in the first place was because of an article I'd seen in the local newspaper about a farm house that had been abandoned some 40 years ago with everything still on their places. The place looked like the people had just gotten of the breakfast table and left - for good. That really interested me and I've been into urbex ever since. Here are some photos from the factory if someone's interested: https://www.google...Q&biw=1021&bih=505
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| johnnycanuck
Location: Near Erie, Pennsylvania Gender: Male Total Likes: 160 likes
That Bubble Blowing Bastard
| | | Re: What's the story behind your first location? < Reply # 31 on 2/23/2014 2:04 PM > | Reply with Quote
| | | Posted by kid775 ...they think we all come there to smash shit up and get drunk / high.
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| 11023517141
Gender: Female Total Likes: 18 likes
| | | Re: What's the story behind your first location? < Reply # 39 on 4/8/2014 2:49 PM > | Reply with Quote
| | | First urbex trip was when I was maybe 10 or 11, and it was on an active site. It was a compound with houses, a pond, an immensely thick forest next to it. Me, my sister, and my friend sneaked through this little gate and ran and hid behind a hill. A car drove past maybe ten feet away on this gravel road. Once it was gone, we kept moving toward the forest where we hid and looked at the mansions, trying to figure out how to get it. Another car drove by, freaked us out, so we quickly left. I was hooked then. Though I haven't done an active site since, I loved the fear and the excitement, the adrenaline rush and the story. Here's the first urbex trip as an adult. I was still a noob, only had my phone to take pics on. 1. 2. 3. 4.
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