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I pulled out my camera; the battery was too low to even attempt flash and I only had
a number of shots left. Attempting long exposures and light painting with the torch
yielded poorer and poorer results. I was initially confused as my previous efforts in
the corridor in the Air House had worked – why not now? I cranked up the ISO on the
camera but it was still poor; I simply wasn’t getting the results I wanted. Gradually
I realised my problem as I continued my attempts; the light from the torch was now
starting to fail, and the once powerful white light was dying to a yellow impotent
beam as I watched. Great. The batteries were failing on the torch as well.
Luckily I had a back-up, a small LED head lamp which I use for emergencies and hands free work.
Any attempts at photography were now finished, and so we pushed on, exploring for exploring sake,
simply to get everything mentally mapped for a return visit. A cursory look around this control
room found walkways behind the control panels and another void beneath the floor; with its 1950s
electronics, Pyestock was big, clunky and very maintainable.
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Cell 1 & 2 control room. View to the south. 03|03|07 © Simon Cornwell 2007
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