So, I had my first shot at exploring today. I bused up Broadway to Granville, then walked down Broadway the opposite way I had come until I came to a railroad crossing the street north to south. I was already on the north side of the street, so I decided to go that way. This is what it looked like, looking southwards.
So I headed down the tracks, and after a couple twists and blind corners, came to this place:
This is looking the way I'm about to go.
And this is the way I had come.
I walked on a bit further, and found this really bloody annoying intersection where the cars came at exactly the wrong intervals for a pedestrian to cross. So after waiting a time altogether disproportionate to the width of the street, I went across and found a convenient bench to sit down and eat on.
That's another weird thing about this railroad. It's technically owned by Canadian Northern Limited, and is therefore private property, and therefore your can be prosecuted for walked down it, but no one gives a shit. There's all sorts of chairs and benches and even a couple of tables set up by the tracks, so you can sit down and eat your lunch if you want, which is what I did.
By the way, the reason I call it the Greenway is because it runs north-south and is mostly overgrown. It's a reference to Tolkien, Lord of the Rings, the road that the rangers use that runs through Bree north to south.
Anyway, I sat down on one of the benches and ate lunch, and looked around and took a picture of what was across the way from me, which was a manufacturing plant for Mercades Benz. It smelled kinda icky, a strange chemical scent that seemed to stick to me, but it's also very subtle, so that you don't notice it until you've been there for a while, but after you sit there and eat for a while, it gets to you. Here's what it looked like:
That's not a good photo, because it doesn't give you a good image of the rooftop, much less the kinda creepy windows with the weird piping inside, but it does give you a good sense of the barbed wire around it. That's a bit of a turnoff for me, I'll probably not try to get in there. Besides which, I'm not really Urban Explorer yet. I'm more of a wanderer than an explorer. I'll switch to explorer when I've got the time and the resources, as well as have a few people who are with me on it. Not something I'll do alone. But I'll stick with this blog, since I like it. In any case, after lunch, I headed further down the tracks until I found a place I affectionately refer to as the AIDS corner:
I continued along, eventually coming to a turning in the track, so I took another photo.
Then I came to the ultimate point on my walk, the Car Graveyard:
So at that point I thought I was out of time, so I turned around and headed back. I got back to the university a little later, and now I'm typing this entry.
I apologize for the X inversion on the photos, by the way. I was too lazy to flip them.
Vancouver Branch over and out.
So I headed down the tracks, and after a couple twists and blind corners, came to this place:
This is looking the way I'm about to go.
And this is the way I had come.
I walked on a bit further, and found this really bloody annoying intersection where the cars came at exactly the wrong intervals for a pedestrian to cross. So after waiting a time altogether disproportionate to the width of the street, I went across and found a convenient bench to sit down and eat on.
That's another weird thing about this railroad. It's technically owned by Canadian Northern Limited, and is therefore private property, and therefore your can be prosecuted for walked down it, but no one gives a shit. There's all sorts of chairs and benches and even a couple of tables set up by the tracks, so you can sit down and eat your lunch if you want, which is what I did.
By the way, the reason I call it the Greenway is because it runs north-south and is mostly overgrown. It's a reference to Tolkien, Lord of the Rings, the road that the rangers use that runs through Bree north to south.
Anyway, I sat down on one of the benches and ate lunch, and looked around and took a picture of what was across the way from me, which was a manufacturing plant for Mercades Benz. It smelled kinda icky, a strange chemical scent that seemed to stick to me, but it's also very subtle, so that you don't notice it until you've been there for a while, but after you sit there and eat for a while, it gets to you. Here's what it looked like:
That's not a good photo, because it doesn't give you a good image of the rooftop, much less the kinda creepy windows with the weird piping inside, but it does give you a good sense of the barbed wire around it. That's a bit of a turnoff for me, I'll probably not try to get in there. Besides which, I'm not really Urban Explorer yet. I'm more of a wanderer than an explorer. I'll switch to explorer when I've got the time and the resources, as well as have a few people who are with me on it. Not something I'll do alone. But I'll stick with this blog, since I like it. In any case, after lunch, I headed further down the tracks until I found a place I affectionately refer to as the AIDS corner:
I continued along, eventually coming to a turning in the track, so I took another photo.
Then I came to the ultimate point on my walk, the Car Graveyard:
So at that point I thought I was out of time, so I turned around and headed back. I got back to the university a little later, and now I'm typing this entry.
I apologize for the X inversion on the photos, by the way. I was too lazy to flip them.
Vancouver Branch over and out.
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