forums
new posts
donate
events
location db
db map
search
members
faq
terms of service
privacy policy
register
login




 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 
UER Forum > UE Main > That "Oh Shit" moment (Viewed 89696 times)
HAIL_ 


Location: Ottawa
Total Likes: 4 likes




 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 340 on 3/19/2017 10:18 PM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
Was at an abandoned building, and was climbing over the fence to leave when a white truck starts driving through the alleyway, right towards me. I climbed back over the fence and started to run towards a different exit, while the truck was going through the fence. When I got near the back exit I heard someone yelling ´WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, GET OUT´. So I booked it back to the other exit, where the truck was waiting with two guys holding the gate open. They apologized for scaring us, and let us through the gate. Still curious about who was at the other exit.




Live fast, die last
ty21 


Location: DFW Texas
Gender: Male
Total Likes: 11 likes


down under

 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 341 on 3/22/2017 2:14 AM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
I was exploring an old factory and some kid decided it was a good idea to throw a 1 inch thick steel cable out the side of the building. Luckily no one was on the ground but before I realized what was going on the cable had reached its end and it was pulled tight under its own weight and shot straight up into the air... right into my head. Could've been a lot worse if I was standing just inches closer, needless to say the knot on my head lasted for a few weeks.




mookster 


Location: Oxford, UK
Gender: Male
Total Likes: 1087 likes




 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 342 on 3/22/2017 6:22 PM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
When you're on an explore trip four hours from home with your friend, and his brother calls him to say his mother has been taken seriously ill and is in hospital and he needs to get back ASAP.

Then finding out that afternoon after making it back in record time that she later died, there was nothing anyone could have done.

That was a truly horrible day a week and a half ago, one I will never forget.




Yes that's right I'm an actual real-life British person.
Fleeting 


Location: Toronto
Gender: Male
Total Likes: 75 likes


Join us

 |  |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 343 on 4/21/2017 4:44 AM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
Tried to infiltrate a semi-closed hospital the other week. Told security (who were at the front) I had an appointment, walked a few steps down the hall to the washroom to try and think my infiltration through. Then peaked outside the washroom door only to find a camera watching that entire hallway, and the security guards approaching me.

Regardless of the fact that this was an infiltration attempt, would that mean if someone actually had an appointment there, they wouldn't be allowed to take a shit or something before checking in?




One day I got a good camera.
ZerohasbeenDivided 


Location: MidWest
Gender: Male
Total Likes: 12 likes


Oh god I broke it again didn't I?

 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 344 on 6/3/2017 8:04 AM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
One word.

Coyotes.

Full Story:
https://uer.ca/for...=1&threadid=126043




“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.”
xNat 


Location: Toronto
Gender: Female
Total Likes: 14 likes


With Night, Freedom

 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 345 on 6/7/2017 4:31 AM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
I was exploring an active site after-hours with someone, but it was still stupidly early but it was one of a string of bad decisions made that day. We were poking around with a flashlight, just looking at stuff, and had wandered into a back mech storage-type area, when the lights turned on. We freeze and hear the distinctive shuffling of someone that was supposed to be there, turn to each other and mouth "oh shit". Now, it was a pretty big place, so we were out of sight when the lights came on, but also now trapped in this corner of the place. Thankfully we found an old, out-of-use exit through a tiny door in our corner of the building, shoved it open, got out, and bolted. Saw a car driving away as we left, as if they had just dropped someone off through the front. Pretty damn close call, we were lucky that we weren't able to find the light switch when we came in or else we wouldn't have had any warning.




"That sounds like a horrible idea! Let's do it!"
LiliVey 


Location: Durham, NC
Gender: Female
Total Likes: 2 likes


Leah

 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 346 on 6/7/2017 4:57 AM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
After exploring a small abandoned water treatment plant the other day, my friend an I decided to go back to do some long-exposure shots with flashlights and sparklers. When we looped around back to get up on top of the tank, the wooden ladder we had used just the last night was gone without a trace. Feeling a bit uneasy at that point, we walked around the fence surrounding the plant just to check and see if anyone was present, intending to do a quick GTFO if we saw anything.
After a few passes around, we didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, so we decided to go ahead with our plans. We got quite a few good long exposures, and it was just getting dark when my friend suddenly motioned for me to shut the hell up and look at something. About two hundred feet away, we saw several large plants in the swampy area surrounding the place be pushed aside and spring back into place. It only took a few seconds before we realized that (a),something, or more likely someone, was moving through the swamp towards us, and (b), we needed to "getthefuckoutofhererightnow". We hastily shoved the cameras and the burnt-out sparklers into my bag and booked it to the POE.
We didn't stick around to figure out what that thing was, but from the way the plants were carefully being pushed aside, it looked a lot like a person, but I have no idea why anyone would slog through the poison-ivy filled marsh rather than use the convenient trail fifty feet east.





~L.Vey
VacantMedia 


Location: Oshawa
Gender: Male
Total Likes: 4 likes


Everything is Significant

 |  |  | Instagram
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 347 on 6/9/2017 7:48 PM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
exploring a factory With a friend we ran into some photographers conducting some intense BDSM porn ;D xD

another time my friend broke his foot and I had to cary him to my car haha




Masculine Dora the Explorer
EPOCH6 


Location: Greendale, BC
Gender: Male
Total Likes: 66 likes




 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 348 on 7/18/2017 3:55 PM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
Yesterday evening I had an opportunity to check out a home that I've had my eye on for a while. I've never seen a vehicle parked out front, the property looks like it is being prepared for demolition (construction outhouse in the front yard), the front of the home is in the early stages of overgrowth, and there has been trash strewn about the yard since early this year. I hide my bike behind the outhouse out of site from the road, approach the front door and push it open (the door knob and lock appear to have either been broken off or punched out), enter the living room, and close the door behind me. All of the lights are off and the room is only illuminated by the small amount of natural light coming in through the windows, just enough light to see that the interior is fully furnished with as much trash and junk as furniture. The walls are still adorned with photos and newspaper clippings. Immediately I am overwhelmed by the stench of waste and body odor, something isn't right. I freeze up and stand there silently with my camera in my hand, listening carefully, about 15 - 20 seconds pass... suddenly, from behind a white sheet of plastic hanging from the ceiling where a bedroom door used to be, I hear what I could only describe as a strained and painful moan from an old man. I immediately swing the front door back open, exit, shut it behind me, hop on my bike, and take off down the road.

Sometimes I am baffled by the magnitude of filth some people live in, I have no idea if the man I heard is the actual home owner or a squatter. I wish I had made it out with a photo of the inside, it was worse than many real abandonments and squats that I've explored.






SaladKing 


Total Likes: 48 likes




 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 349 on 8/20/2017 6:10 AM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
Get ready for one of the dumbest close-calls you'll ever read:

(Certain minor details have been altered to protect certain addresses.)

Back in the winter of 2014, I noticed that the (now demolished) Leviton building, on Jefferson Blvd across from TF Green airport, was being prepped for demolition. I got it in my head that I could perhaps explore the building before it was torn down. So disregarding the fact that it was in the middle of a busy industrial area and directly across from an airport, I drove out to the place at 12AM in the 2012 front-wheel drive Corolla I was leasing at the time.

The roads were wet and slushy, and about a foot of snow buried the entire Leviton property. A tall barbed wire fence surrounded it too, which I think is still there. Pulling into Thurber Street and driving slowly, I looked through the car windows at the dark and snowy campus. The darkness and window fog made it hard to see, so I looped around the block of houses next to it and passed by again.

And again.

And again.

Stopping at the side of the road next to Leviton made it a bit easier to see. A gate, shorter than the rest of the fence, hung closed about halfway along the Thurber-side fence. If I were to try this tonight, it would be by getting past that gate. However the houses' front lights lit up my golden car pretty well and I wasn't keen on waiting around for someone to report a suspicious car to the police. I began creeping down the street again, turned left for another pass around the block, but instead kept going deeper into the neighborhood to give myself time to think it over a bit more. Middle of winter, 8-10 inches of snow, and I'm alone with my nerves.

After a point I decided to turn around and pulled into someone else's driveway to do so... and felt the front of the car drop a couple inches off asphalt to dirt. Snow and ice covered dirt. In a front wheel drive car. I managed to rock myself back and forth to get out, but it didn't help my nerves. Driving back towards Leviton, it turned into a now-or-never situation - either I was going to park my car and try to explore this place now, or I was going home. My gaze swept past the fence and over the building one more time, and I made my choice.

I continued back down Thurber, passed the forsaken gate POE, and reached the intersection across from the airport parking garage where I was promptly blinded by some asshat turning on his highbeams straight at my windshield from the parking garage exit. I squinted past the light, grimaced, and pulled a right to get back onto Jefferson, hit I-95, and go back home. I made it maybe 100ft down the street before I noticed blue and red lights raving behind me.

Wait, were those brights a spotlight? Was that a cop? Should I pull over??

I'd never been pulled over before, and a siren's chirp definitively answered all of those questions.

Oh shit.

I pulled to the side of the road, as did the squad car. I had no idea what to say, so I just got all my info ready in hand, turned off the radio, and rolled down the window to the icy air outside. And tried to keep my heart below my throat.

The officer walked up to the window with his flashlight, asked for my license and registration, and began the interaction.

"Are you lost?"

My mind in overdrive, I said the first thing I thought of.

"Yeah, do you know where Greenfield neighborhood is?"

"Are you meeting someone?"

"Yeah, a friend."

"What's their address?"

I had 0.2 seconds to answer this question, and in that time I decided to use my old home address 166 Trenton Field Boulevard, from years and years ago. Unfortunately I was so nervous that my mouth started off with my current address of 44 Burntwood Drive, so what came out was both fused into "44 Trenton Field".

Hurr fucking durr.

"You're meeting a friend but you don't know where they live?"

He shined his flashlight inside and probably saw the urbex equipment I left on my passenger seat (which I no longer do).

"Yeah. An Internet friend. We're meeting the the first time."

He just kind of looked at me, said "OK", and walked back to his car.

And I sat in my little golden Corolla and stewed in my own fear and stupidity.

An Internet friend? Am I retarded? He's not gonna believe that, and then he's gonna look up that address and it's not gonna exist and I'm gonna get arrested because I'm a fucking moron.

After a couple minutes, he walked back over, handed my my license and papers, and pointed down the street.

"Go down this road until you reach the bank and turn into the neighborhood there. That's Greenfield."

I was dumbfounded. What happened? Was my story so stupid that it was believable? Did he not check the address? Did he not want to deal with this shit tonight? Am I really driving away from this?

"Thank you officer!" I shouted back as he walked back to his car. I continued down the road, passed the I-95 on-ramp, passed the intersection, and instead of turning into Greenfield I took the backroads home. But my paranoia was in full swing now. He had my information. He could look up 44 Trenton, see it didn't exist, and do who knows what!

When I sat down at my computer, just to see what he would see, I opened up Google Maps and punched in "44 Trenton Field Boulevard, Warwick, RI".

Trenton Field Boulevard is interesting in that, as I came to find out, there are two. Both are two halves of the same street in the Greenfield Neighborhood. To this day I don't know why, only that the road stops existing for a few blocks only to start existing again later on. And in the half I didn't know about, as indicated on my screen by Google's little red pointer, was one 44 Trenton Field.

The address I made up by combining two others actually fucking existed.

Sometimes I can't believe that night ever happened.




algorithm 


Total Likes: 2 likes




 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 350 on 11/13/2017 7:20 PM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
1:1 explores to “oh shit”s. First explore at a trailer there was a rustling in the underbrush, i thought it was the landowner coming to shoot me or something. Looking back, it was a raccoon or skunk or coyote. Had me shitting myself for s wittle wile




sanctive 


Location: MSP
Gender: Male
Total Likes: 46 likes




 |  | 
Re: That "Oh Shit" moment
< Reply # 351 on 11/15/2017 5:48 AM >
Reply with Quote
Posted on Forum: UER Forum
Was trying to hit a roof a couple months ago with a bunch of my buddies. We were 3/4 of the way up when we hear someone yell from above "YOU GUYS CAN'T BE UP HERE." We were pretty certain he was after us so we flew down the stairs yelling random shit for no reason. A security guard was waiting at the bottom, but he just told us to leave and stay off the roof. Such fun.



[last edit 11/15/2017 5:49 AM by sanctive - edited 1 times]

constants are changing...
UER Forum > UE Main > That "Oh Shit" moment (Viewed 89696 times)
 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 


Add a poll to this thread



This thread is in a public category, and can't be made private.



All content and images copyright 2002-2017 UER.CA and respective creators. Graphical Design by Crossfire.
To contact webmaster, or click to email with problems or other questions about this site: UER CONTACT
View Terms of Service | View Privacy Policy | Server colocation provided by Beanfield
This page was generated for you in 187 milliseconds. Since June 23, 2002, a total of 525555442 pages have been generated.