RAF Wittering Weapons Store - June 2017

Visited with Tbolt and Snapt.

This one didn't really float my boat, but Snapt liked it a lot - as correctly predicted by Tbolt.

This base was once a storage facility for nuclear weapons.

Not a lot to see and mostly shit graf was the order of the day sadly, looks like we missed a bit, but I don't really expect a revisit any time soon.

Sadly 2/10 from me,

Highways Department, Johnstown, Carmarthen - June 2017

We spotted this place on the side of a busy main road in Wales. After a frustrating day we popped our heads in.

Looked like an old school which had been later used by the Highways Department for offices. Not much to say about the place to be honest. It had potential from the road side but ultimately crap, thrashed to within an inch of its life.

Visited by Snapt and Tbolt between rain showers.

Given that Wales is obviously a country of milk and honey we did find it a little strange that the lights where left on despite the building being "alfresco" and looking empty for years.

Posted to save you the time and effort 2/10

Bethlehem Chapel, Wales - June 2017

Visited with Tbolt and Snapt on our delightful return journey thru Wales.

Situated in the middle of a very remote part of Wales, off the beaten track and then further and further down another remote country lane is a little chapel next to a phone box. You may need the phone box, this is an American Werewolf kind of place and you won't be getting a signal on your phone if you need to phone for help (thinking vehicle breakdown rather than being ripped apart by a Lycanthrope to be honest).

This rather, very, small chapel is sometimes referred to as Sinister Chapel, not very sinister but location wise very quiet, remote and a little atmospheric on a wet and windy day.

We rather liked this place.

Salem Chapel, Wales - June 2017

Snapt, myself and Tbolt continued to trundle around the country roads of Wales.

We had quickly realised Wales was a lot like the Lake District but without the traffic and the Japanese tourists. Wales was good but the weather was shite - just like the Lake District.

We imagined that back in deepest Pembrokeshire a strange man was playing with his dogs and fingering overly large cups of tea whilst sniffing bottles of festering milk.

We had had a lucky escape and whilst the weather was truly awful we stumbled into a little gem of an abandoned Wesleyan Methodist chapel.

Built in 1833 and then rebuilt in 1868 the chapel closed in 1973.

No externals, the place is enveloped with overgrowth and it at risk of collapse at some point in the near future.

A gem of a little chapel, we rather liked this one a lot.

Coach Graveyard, Wales - June 2017

A Welsh road trip, so what could go wrong ??

Tbolt, myself and the one only known as Snapt set off in the, very, early hours of the morning and well it all went a bit League of Gentlemen.

It should be noted that the chain of bizarre events that unfolded before us fell firmly at the feet of a crazy English pensioner (did I say crazy ?) what I meant to say was deluded. Said fuckwitt currently resides in deepest Pembrokeshire luring unsuspecting explorers to his lair with false promises of urbex gold.

As my Mum once said to me "you want to be carefull on that internet, its full of fucking nutters".

So when in Wales with at least a 5 hour drive home, 7 hours for poor old Snapt, it becomes derp hunting time.

"Oh look its a coach graveyard in the middle of nowhere, apply the brakes on the car !! "


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It started to rain, again, and so we quickly returned to the car a tad wet. Snapt started up the Mystery Machine for our onward journey and we drove on into the mist.