One Hundred and Sixty

Ireland Mission - Shannon/Limerick

ireland hq - tha depot

"Fuck this shit, let's go off to the airport.." mumbled an evidently bored Scott. Two hour's later, it's nearing five minutes past 12. We landed on a slight delay at Shannon International and legged it over to the information desk. "Where is good to go in Ireland?" we asked..."you mean, you've just jumped on a plane to Shannon wi' nowhir to go?". Upon the information lady's advice, we legged it on a coach headed to Limerick. After a quick bit to eat, we set up camp in an abandoned section of shopping mall

LMRK FRGHT

big depots


141-class

Sitting in the Western Union on the pretty cheap internet, I found that Limerick had an insanely huge freight depot a few hundred yards from the station. With Bing maps, I scouted the area and an hour or so later, we were in. We donned some leftover Iarnród Éireann Hi Vis jackets, and proceeded to waltz the site like we owned the place. Apart from sneaking into the main depots, we also boarded a brand new 22000-Class engine. It even had the wrappings on the seats, floor and tables.

rollin' stock whut


22000's


packagetrain


controlstyle

After freight fun times, we decided to go for a spot of lunch, rooftop style. We snuck into the Marriot, and it was a no go, but found a more conventient roof next door. After buying a metric shitonne of snacks, we ate most and threw the rest off at pedestrians and taxis. It didn't end so well and we were spotted by security, which we outran and headed west into the industrial estate, first stop, Texaco oil terminus!

lunch


Texaco Terminus

Tara oil/Texaco

After sneaking into the live Texaco facilities, we hopped a few fences and found ourself dockside, slightly north of the city. A large abandonned dock house stood in the grounds, so we pro-urbexed the door, and got in. It was one of those places full of pigeon shit that most people explore, so we didn't stay long. I busted out 10-stop HDR's to upload to my Flickr Account and deposit in several hungred Flickr groups.

watch out!


URBNX

Much fun was had, but we both decided to wave goodbye to Limerick and head back to the red brick city that is Crunkchester. But not before commandeering a childrens trike and baby-walker, busted mad p0zorz outside Dempseys Pharmacy, and then zooming down the high street in the town with half of Limericks pub population in absolute hysterics.

mad p0zor


Gd ol' Ryan

Shouts to Ireland. the ersehole end o knewhir, youse are crazy foukers, SHIT, oh fuck we've just been seen, honnk honnnk, okay ive died and gone to clunge heavan, chicccken dippa's, the Depot, home, hq, pro, yea blud, wheres the fackin sandbags?, caribaniner, why dont you just fuck off so i can climb into hq!?, fookin hell, sure thing lads just stay 'ere ill be back in a sec, this'll put some smoke in your chimney, this cigarette moight be a bit strong fer ye loike, youre GOIN DOIN!

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