Archive for February, 2010

Motorcycle Nightmare

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Industrial, Niagara

Everything about this explore was meant for disaster. Newark asylum just wasn’t happening, with the lake effect machine still running full blast and the UER crew threatening to send some cops our way. It was Tom’s idea to try Lockport, just because he’d heard some bad things about the town’s economy, and thought we might find something. Which took all of five minutes after getting in town, and not being able to find the old water tower we were looking for, there was this thing instead. What a lovely day for some urbex…
Snow!

The side buildings are wide open, and seem to have been some sort of warehouse for a junk shop, or perhaps an 80s toy store
Hutt

Not the Polybius machine, but it might as well have been, being out here.
Arcade

Only these melted helmets could have given us any clue what was behind the massive, unlocked (!) factory gates
Helmets

I heard it first from Eric, who had parkoured his way around the door, “Bikes! HOLYMOTHERFUCKINGSHIT theres BIKES in here!” as he hauled open the portcullis door, and:
Bikes

Bikes!

Yeah, there were a few motorcycles in there. Anyone know how this happened? Our best guess is some sort of chop shop that got shut down, or gave up, when half their building collapsed… but there still has to be a million bucks worth of bikes and parts in here, we didn’t count but there has to be a thousand.

More photos here!

Almost Goodbye

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Rochester, Underground

They’ve been talking for a while about filling in the old Subway; last time I was here the Jenga blocks were already in, today there’s a few more signs we might not have this spot much longer. Once again, the city has offered millions of dollars to rebuild Broad street and fill the tunnel, but this time it’s not just the money talking: construction cones, heavy haulers, and light trucks left in the tunnel, and some fresh chain link fence blocking off the Dinosaur end.

Brown street end
Light

Knocking down the tunnel walls — I’m not sure how much I’d trust Broad street right now
Destruction

New exit ramp somewhere by 490. FUA has found it already, beautiful!
Graffiti

Aqueduct bridge
Aqueduct

Belly Of The Whale

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Rochester, Underground

Some explores are just meant to be. I was already home and writing about the day’s adventures when Ian texts me to make sure we were meeting at 10:30. Any normal person would have said yeah, and you missed it by 10 hours already. I figured, why the hell not, let’s go for round 3, and called everyone i knew that missed the morning chance. Which was mostly people who had never even been to a drain before, but I’ve never been one to judge. I’d had a sneaking suspicion since last summer, and known almost certainly since that clusterfuck with Trent and co. in November, I just might know where something epic that could only be done on a cold winter night was.

We couldn’t have made much less of an entrance, except perhaps with road flares and spotlights. As it was, we had trampled a very snow covered playground trying our best not to look suspicious, or at least as normal as crowbar-wielding adults can ever be on a playground at night. Somehow Tom found the jackpot under a foot of snow, and pried it open. The mellifluent stench of fresh sewer was unmistakable, the watery, metallic echo far too distant to be anything less than the Whale itself!

A landwhale in a drainwhale
Whales

Notice the cable running along the ceiling: this is the Monroe County ‘sewer optic’ network. In this one particular instance, the internet, at least 5GB/s of it, is indeed a series of tubes running under the city!
Sewer Optic

These helpful street signs let you know what you are 150 feet under. There is no way to most of these streets, and only one way from them: down a vertical concrete shaft with no ladder.
Signs

In some places, the tunnel approaches 30 feet tall
Giant

Into the darkness… this probably goes on for miles under downtown and beyond. But that’s for next time…
Endless

315ing

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Finger Lakes, Industrial

I don’t know much about this place, we just happened to find it while looking for anything at all to explore. It seems like it might have been a brewery, it looked an awful lot like the Buffalo malt. And I still had so much trouble with the concept of auto focus.

Doors

Up

Roof

Hand

Roundhouse

Written by Concrete on . Posted in Finger Lakes, Industrial

The Manchester Roundhouse was one of the largest warehouses of its time, built somewhere around 1900. Warehouses of that era tended to be arch-shaped, so that trains could come in, unload, and exit facing back out onto the track. This one stayed in business much longer than most roundhouses, but has been closed at least 30 years. This was my first time exploring with the new camera. Unfortunately I didn’t discover auto focus for a few more days… so about 90% of what you don’t see here was blurry trash that deserved to be deleted.

Roundhoused

One rusty truck
Rusted

Then this happened…
Blurry

Timetables from one of the last trains to pass through here?
Timetables

An orange octopus. Because why not?
Octopus