So, between setting up and tearing down an Ozzy/Rob Zombie show, i decided to go to this factory and check it out. Unfortunately the front of it is on this road where all these cars kept driving by. Some dude was on his front step right next to this abandoned factory and yelled something at me when i drove past. Not exactly comforting to leave my car right next to a place i was going to trespass into with this guy watching me. So, i drove around for a while, found an area a couple blocks away and parked.

From here i hopped down onto some railroad tracks that i knew ran right behind this factory. Walking down the tracks a started passing a bunch of cars all hooked together just sitting there. I decided that i'd stay between the cars and the nearest wall of the bed in which the tracks lay, rather than walking out in the open. It turned out to be a good choice.

As i walked down i heard some noises in some of the cars. These were either random melting snow and ice type noises, or people that i probably didn't want to run into. To the right on the walls there was all sorts of graffiti, and i even found some really cool art on one of the cars.

As i started to reach the end of the cars, a train engine came around a bend up ahead. I crouched down and kept it in my view while waiting to see what would happen. Was it here to pick up these cars right next to me, which risked exposing me? I waited as the conductor got out, flipped one of those track-shifting switch things, and then got back in. He powered forward and the train went by.

After crouching for a bit and waiting to make sure he didn't pick up the other end of my car line barrier, i went to the end of the cars and looked out. There didn't seem to be anyone in view, so i dashed across the open tracks to the edge of the building i wanted to enter, shrouded in foliage.

From here i discerned a way up onto the roof (see my UP UP and UP entry). Seeing an interesting building across the way, i climbed down the other side of the building and headed that way. An open area in-between required some scouting. After scouting i dashed across an open courtyard into this weird old stone building. It contained a lot of dripping water (it jumped to like, 60F today after being relatively cold before, so snow was melting everywhere....global warming...not just for neo-hippie liberals anymore) and some old rotting junk. I hadn't brought a torch (just thought i'd pretend to be English or H.P. Lovecraft for a second), so i used my on camera flash to try and sort out what was around me. The last place i did UE stuff, there was a homeless person living in the factory so i wanted to make sure i wasn't surprised.

After checking out the dark-as-night first floor i ascended into the fairly well lit second. Finding a room with some nice visual scenes of post-industrial decay, i wandered around a bit, took some photos, and headed on down and out across the open courtyard again.

The next building had a whole side wall falling in, like pictures of French houses from WW2 that had been bombed or tanked (yes, i know) or whatever. I was going to go in but saw a fairly new extension cord wrapping around the side of the building and some newish construction. The construction ended up being wooden, covered in plastic tarp, entryways into an asbestos clean-up site. Given this new information about possible pulmonary retribution for my actions years down the line, and the concept that people may possibly be working inside, i decided to skip it. I did walk up to the entryways listening for sounds. Nobody seemed to be there, and i could find no particularly recent tracks in the old snow. I did find the workers' bathroom, a weird looking extension of the building i didn't explore, and a better way out.

The way out was through a hole in the fence, but there was this big claw-armed machine run by some guy on the other side of the tracks. Figuring that he could see me, as could some other guy walking around on the property across the tracks, i waited for a good moment to go through the fence. When they weren't looking i scrambled through and was going to make a dash down the tracks away, but was caught by what this guy was actually doing. With this giant claw he was picking up a car. I decided right then to sit a while and see what was up, and to take some photos. He ended up ripping the roof off the car, filling it with junk, and moving some other car frame around. I eventually left back down the tracks to my car, and home.