86. Chateaux Chat Noir

The light was drawing in, and this was to be our last site of the day. So not only would this be a mooch round an abandoned space, it’d also be us looking for somewhere to sleep / pitch tents for the night.



Beautiful light inside:


Inside it was getting really dark, so apologies for the light painted ‘moody’ pics. I know I could have doubled the exposure and made them look like daylight, but that’s not what I’m about.









The day had been long, and this was the fifth explore of the day. I was tired and complacent, which is never a good thing in a derelict building. It wasn’t long before I’d sliced myself open quite badly on some glass. Dedication is… bleeding heavily, but waiting for the 30 sec exposure to end to check the shot before finding your first aid kit!



Portrait in the drawing room. Someone had written “Patrick” in the dust on the mirror, it wasn’t that obvious, but as soon as I shined my torch on it, a massive “Patrick” was emblazoned across the ceiling.


The upstairs bedrooms: Blue for a boy.


And pink for a girl:






We made our way back down, and stood around debating where to sleep for the night. While we were chatting we were all still firing off a few selfies to remember the house by.



Cheers For looking.