Archive for March, 2009

School’s Out Forever

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Institutional, Rochester

My third time out with the UER group… I’m so impressed with them, epic abandoned places every single time! This one is an abandoned high school about 30 miles away in Orleans county I never would have seen without them.

Creepy enough for you? They said all the seats used to be full of stuffed animals too.
Uhhh

Corridor

35

Any guesses what the shape of this is supposed to be? Most rooms had one of these on the wall
Clock

Or how about a translation of this (Japanese?)
Something

Diabolus in Musica

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Religious, Rochester, Underground

In that soggy mess that wished desperately to be the first day of spring, a grey stone church loomed enormous in the mist over endless rows of graves. It was just like Zoë dreamed of, shrouded in bespoke fog. She had spring break, I had four classes I was more than ready to skip. Only one thing could spoil the setting for a perfect explore: a locked door. More about that later… first we had a wide open church to see!
Shrouded

A congregation of pigeons formed the only flock remaining in the moldering pews, their flapping wings the only approximation of the falling organ’s hymns.
Holy

Musical

We didn’t dare look inside…
Dead

What better to follow that than a mandatory two hour recital of organ music at Eastman, the second half of which consisted of many, many disturbing interpretations of this:

Finally free from twelve-tone tyranny, we wasted most of the afternoon getting lost on wrong buses looking for nonexistent drains, and pondering the sealed doors of the psych ward. For lack of anything better, there was always a subway.

Believe it or not, this worked. There was paint in those cans!
More Paint

Let’s play some Jenga, motherfuckers!
Jenga
Your move

Drainwhale Hunting

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Rochester, Underground

Everyone has that time they think they know it all. These last few days have been mine, looking for the whale of all drains, the deep, giant tunnels of mythic proportions. UER can be a very intimidating place for those it takes in as its own… and I wasn’t doing so well at it yet. I thought I might be able to get a few friends together, find ALL the drains, without even a car, and be that underdog story they hoped for. We found drains… tiny, useless drains, long unclimbable drains, drains that brought out the inner DiCaprio — everything but what we needed.

One of my rare drain photos that don’t suck. It’s a long way up…
It's a long way up

The local wildlife
Ewww

My heart will go … bleccchh!
Titanic

Unfortunately, we found the wrong end of what has to be one of the largest water slides ever built. All attempts to climb it were promptly refudiated by the brick, water and algae.
Slip slidin' away