There was a heavy metal door at the end of the tunnels which looked as if
would be amenable to opening. Pushing it, the door juddered open and I was
standing outside in the low light of the setting sun. I turned and
observed with horror the security cabin and car parking barrier within sight
of me. "Shit!" I cried and jumped nimbly back into Tom who was following me
outside. "We're practially in front of that security gatehouse."
This was our cue to go. That and our exhausted batteries, inoperative cameras
and aching legs. We’d easily spent six hours on site.
The sun was setting through the windows of the Air House as we traversed
back across the site. I managed to coax one last shot of the golden rays
gleaming through its blue windows, but in my haste with the dying batteries
I badly framed the shot. Another one to return to and do properly.
We picked our way back north across the site, observing yet more places we’d missed
and would have to return to. The more we delved into Pyestock, the more confusing
it got. What we saw and photographed didn’t bear much resemblance to other websites,
suggesting the site was going to take many more trips to crack. Vaulting and running
across an array of blue pipes, we picked up speed and disappeared into the dark
undergrowth to the north.
With the exception of targeting the Air House,
our route was directed by "interesting" looking buildings.
Therefore, from the Air House., we traversed on to the
Plant House and subsequently onto
Cell 1 & 2 and
the Silenced Exhaust.
It was an excellent trip. I had almost completely covered the Air House,
photographed much of the Plant House and got a few initial shots of
Cell 1 & 2.
Such explorations are usual at new, exciting sites, and this route should be familiar to those who’ve been to
Pyestock. However, whilst it allows structures and locations to be identified and explored, it isn’t
methodical. This is why my next trip would approach the site from a different point and therefore see it from a
different angle.
© Simon Cornwell 2007
