My First Urbex Injury

So, here we have another local dairy processing plant built in 1937. It was closed in 1959 and converted to a service station. I don’t know when it closed its doors, but it’s been abandoned for as long as I can remember – even back in 2009 when I still lived in the city nearby.

But as you can see, it’s a beauty.

Entrance is forbidden, because it’s a dangerous area according to the sign. The slurs written underneath I will just pass.

There was a collection of truck tires inside, it seems.

I wonder what was on that disc.

Now, this was the only entry to the building. A jump across a field of burning nettles and a leap to the unknown. I was again wearing just slippers and college trousers, but I did manage to jump over the field.

I did manage to jump on the window board and have a look inside.

There was a way in, but there was no clear way out. I could have jumped the 1,5 meters down and explore the building, but I wasn’t entirely sure if I could climb back out. And this is what made it a no go.

I carefully turned around on the window board and tried to jump over the burning nettles. I did it. But I dropped my wallet in the field of burning nettles. I jumped back, grabbed it and tried to jump back, but lost my balance. I tried to regain it by grabbing the steel net seen on the earlier pictures.

But the net was loose. It fell, I fell and the net tore several cuts to my left leg. The nettles burned, too.

I took this one last photo of the dairy plant, which probably contained an apartment. I checked my vaccinations against tetanus, which have expired a long time ago. I contacted my date, who was a doctor, and went to the local pharmacy to buy disinfection spray and band aids.

Well, I survived the tetanus scare, as I’m still here writing this post. I got a few cuts, allright. But by the end of the day, everything was allright.

The tattoo by the way. It’s my last address in the town I lived in between 2009 and 2019. And where most of my early urbex pictures have been taken. And my hand is that more tanned than the rest of me is because Alice doesn’t have air conditioning and I’m driving with the driver window opened.

But the most important point is, that my adventures continued.

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A Finnish Urban explorer & Photographer

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