25 + 30 points
Trespassing by Ty Ødin
February 21st, 2010 3:38 PM
I decided to go for a walk and penta-trespass (that's five, right?). The story is fully detailed in the pictures below, but I'll sum it up here.
First I walked down to the now-closed country club. The club closed at the first of the year, but my immediate target, the club pool, (Trespassing location 1) has been defunct for 6 months. I have fond memories of swimming as a member of the Atascocita Gators here, but they all fled from here in the time it took the pool to drain. I kicked around the pool a little while and decided to hurry on to the country club. I jumped into the pump room (Numero 2) for a little bit, but the pumps were off, no longer making the reassuring hum that I had come to associate with the country club.
The club was closed, locked, and double locked, but it wouldn't stop me! I sprung up between a tree and a wall and let myself in through the kitchen door (#3!), like I used to do when the club was open. Fortunately, the door was (still) unlocked. Unfortunately, the alarm was still on. I had to escape before taking any pictures, fleeing through a hole (!?) int he brick masonry of the wall on the far side of the club. I plan to return to the club when the power is out next.
I hit the tennis courts on the way out, and found an unlocked door. I was so-OoOo glad that I didn't have to climb the chain fence (#4). I set off for home, running across the golf course where mere months ago I would be shooed off by golfers (5th). I got home soon after, taking a quick nap with my favorite dog ever, ranger.
First I walked down to the now-closed country club. The club closed at the first of the year, but my immediate target, the club pool, (Trespassing location 1) has been defunct for 6 months. I have fond memories of swimming as a member of the Atascocita Gators here, but they all fled from here in the time it took the pool to drain. I kicked around the pool a little while and decided to hurry on to the country club. I jumped into the pump room (Numero 2) for a little bit, but the pumps were off, no longer making the reassuring hum that I had come to associate with the country club.
The club was closed, locked, and double locked, but it wouldn't stop me! I sprung up between a tree and a wall and let myself in through the kitchen door (#3!), like I used to do when the club was open. Fortunately, the door was (still) unlocked. Unfortunately, the alarm was still on. I had to escape before taking any pictures, fleeing through a hole (!?) int he brick masonry of the wall on the far side of the club. I plan to return to the club when the power is out next.
I hit the tennis courts on the way out, and found an unlocked door. I was so-OoOo glad that I didn't have to climb the chain fence (#4). I set off for home, running across the golf course where mere months ago I would be shooed off by golfers (5th). I got home soon after, taking a quick nap with my favorite dog ever, ranger.
i love the last pic :)