Eaton Hall, Cheshire

Every so often in the plane you see something special, to be honest I find it a privilege to cadge a lift at the best of times - but every so often you get to see something that is behind closed doors to riff raff like me.

There is so many places and up and down the UK you just can't fly for national security, your own safety from the commercial jets and MOD boys with their toys - but a lot of the country is open for exploration and is just open game.

We hadn't gone looking for this place, it was simply on a route and as we flew past we slammed the brakes on for a look.

Eaton Hall, this place is enormous and is owned by The Duke of Westminster, a rather wealthy chap, listed as the richest British citizen with his pockets bulging to the tune of £7.35 billion, this guy owns large parts of Mayfair and we are not taking board games here.

So lets have a quick nosy, one thing I didn't get a shot of was the railway line that runs round the gardens.

So starting with a poor picture, bit of reflection on this one, but I've always wanted my own obilisk and my own herd of deer.







 

 



Nice pool, bit of a long walk back to the house (top right).

 







Bit big for me, with it being 10,872 acres (so it says on Wiki) the lawns must be a bugger to cut.

Until next time....

Huncoat Powerstation - Part 1

"Part 1?" you say....

Huncoat Powerstation for those who don't know it, is, well a dead power station. If Huncoat was a restaurant it would be a Mcdonalds, possibly a drive thru - a guilty pleasure.

Is it Urbex ? Well it was was a one point, but you can now simply walk in from the side of the road, its been stripped naked of anything remotely metal, anything burnable has been burnt, anything you could possibly vandalize has been.

So whats the attraction ?

Well the silence, on wet day the dripping noises, its location, its ease of entry, its graffiti, it is simply Huncoat.
 

For many urban explorers in Northern England their first explore was a Huncoat mooch and its a place that just keeps giving with the graffiti changing all the time.

Many non Urbex photographers pop into Huncoat, its that kind of place.....


 My first trip to Huncoat, was pretty much my first Urbex mooch, so Urban Spaceman and I visited one saturday lunch time. As I said above, the first thing you notice is the silence.






 



 



 



 



 


We came, we mooched, we snapped away on the cameras, we where Urbexers ! Then the feeling someone else was in the building, we are newbies in all this and we stop and listen - silence and dripping water.

We stop again, silence, and off we go upstairs and

 


You see, its that kind of place, want to do a photoshoot for a sports catalogue this it would seem is the place to do it.


 



 


I must at this point drop into the blog a shout to the girls Zoie and Yvette, and plug the website of Zoie, the quality of her photography blows me away and she does have an urbex interest, just check out her ballerina shots at Rosebank Mill http://www.zoie-photography.com/

- Should say they gave us some pointers to a few local explores.










Any way on with the pics


 












 



 



 



 



 



 












 



 



Part 2 to follow but in the mean time, see you at Huncoat.

Oh, September 2013 a group of us had a wool spinning night at Huncoat