Rural Urbex ; who’s gonna drive you home? ...........tonight December 2020

Well a week over the festive holiday visiting friends and family.
Did I escape?
I have to escape,
I must escape.
I did escape.
Yee haw!

My plan was to have a mooch round Predannack Airfield, where a few post 1950’s planes bits n pieces are to be found lying around.

The 23rd was a Misty wet day of mizzle as the locals call it, which gradually turned to ridiculously heavy rain as I was tromping over the moors to evade the military police who patrol the area. After half an hours efforts at my interpretation of tough mudder, I have to say I said “fuck it” I will come back in the summer.

Then stumbling upon a nice old cottage in a place called Fraddam, only to come face to face with catweazle who was lurking in the sheds, owner or squatter, haven’t got a clue couldn’t understand his alcohol infused gibberish I was getting pissed off.

A failed chapel.

Then finally mooching into the grounds of a broken old Edwardian mansion to be challenged by some old bugger on the garage roof, whom I hadn’t spotted asking if he could help me. I thought I’ve had enough, tail between my legs I returned to mine host for some mulled cyder and a mince pie. Ho hum.

I will not be defeated!

What do normal folk do in bed at 7:30am on Christmas Eve?

Me?

I was having a fiddle,
Wearing my fingers to the bone
Scrolling through the web, I came across this.

Source: google maps.

I had this tingling.
I had good feelings.
Nothing ventured nothing gained
Let’s go mooch!

There was no easy access, no public roads on my approach route this meant a tramp over the moors.

A promising start! That Range Rover looked in pretty good condition to be honest. Got to be at worst £12k worth just sitting being overgrown. WTF!

I knew from maps that there were a few inhabited big dwellings in the vicinity, perhaps my tingles were misplaced!

Battling the gorse bushes and brambles I arrived at the sheds. When you spot a bus with wooden cladding, and some wacky little trucks, it’s gonna be interesting!

Just a bunch of old sheds in front of me and just a bunch of old cars.

I think this is the remains of a late 50’s Cadillac Coupe Deville, £30k fully restored........

.......now fitted with a Vauxhall Vectra front end. Value £0.99p

Lea Francis Coventry, founded in 1895, wound up in 1962, not really sure what model this is.
But it’s old

1950’s Citroen CV2, not bad condition value circa £8k

On the floor below the CV2, more treasure

How about a Chevy NASCAR..........

.......or a Bentley or a Jag?

I am now starting to think this is pretty surreal

Moving to another shed I just can’t help myself

A Citroen H van and a mid 50’s Mercedes L series?

Or how’s out a 1930’s Studebaker?

A few what would be classics just rotting away

By now I had been here an hour or so, was I pushing my luck, I don’t think I had done half of it, let alone what I think was an abandoned house. Trouble was there were also two other big farm houses in close proximity, sounds of horses neighing and voices drifted into my hearing zone.

Thinking I shall return in the spring when I’m next down, I decided to call it a day. I still don’t know if it’s truly abandoned.

Oh fuck it one more shed for luck.

Morris Minor Traveller circa 1970,

Something just isn’t right with that Cobra, why the Ferrari grill? A genuine not kit Cobra in mint condition? £80-180k. Kerrfuckingching.

1950’s Rover 95 in production 62-64

Before this starts to sound like an episode of top gear I shall leave you with...._

.......a 1980’s Rolls Royce Silver Shadow.