I’d now moved outwards, and was contemplating the vast array of orange painted
switchgear in the gloomy pit below the control room.
Two people approached us, moving down one of the side galleries. A man and a woman. And
the awkward conversation of two sets of strangers started until the question was asked:
"Are you from the forum?"
This was something I’d never been asked before, nor had considered. In the past, explorers
were associated with their own websites, or their own monikers. It was the first time
I was asked about a forum. But still, it relaxed everyone; mention of 28DaysLater put
us all on the firm foundations of being urban explorers. Everyone relaxed.
It turned out we were asking to be discovered. Having walked through a puddle along
a concrete path outside, our tale-tell footprints lead into this building and were a dead giveaway
for anyone in our wake. Our two fellow explorers were on their
second day of discovery at Pyestock, having spent much of the previous Friday roaming
over the site. I asked if they’d seen anyone else. No. Interesting, given the huge
amount of interest, I expected it to be crawling with people.
Hopefully its popularity had lulled.
South western view of the void beneath the Plant House control room.
03|03|07 © Simon Cornwell 2007