This a wild side by side.

Posted by Deserted Finland Location one: https://desertedfi...22/03/img_7241.jpg So what is this? A flying saucer? Nope. This is all that remains from the legendary Keimola race track today. Closed down in the late 1970's it lay forgotten and abandoned in a forest for around 30 years before making way to a new residential area. Here's a picture from the very same place back in 2008, which was one of my first explores: https://desertedfi...020/11/kuva000.jpg Sorry again for the quality. I was only using my phone back then. Link to the 2020 post: https://desertedfi...-to-the-beginning/ Link to the 2008 post with two more photos: https://desertedfi...ola-motor-stadium/

An abandoned ski jumping hill. Marvelously beautiful in my opinion.



There was no way in. But the tower's foot has been decorated with the photo of the recently deceased, legendary Finnish ski jumper Matti Nykänen.

Touring Finland was so tiring, that I had to take a holiday from it. As the borders opened I rushed straight to Tallinn.

But I wasn't too tired to spot abandoned buildings.



This is an ordinary residential house. It's been empty for more than 10 years and although it has protection status, the owner would like to demolish it and replace it with a tower block. No permission has been given.



The building made national headlines, when two large concrete lion statues were stolen from its back porch. They remain lost.

And you can't really visit Tallinn without going to have a look at this monstrous beauty



Climbing on top of this structure to watch the sea and drink beer has become somewhat of a tradition of mine. This, of course, is the Linnahall, a Soviet era concert hall and ice rink. I've previously posted photos from it in this thread: https://www.uer.ca...=1&threadid=133860

One more tourist attraction to go before I resume my long and pointless tour of Finland. The Home of Art.



The Home of Art was an art project by a street art group. They were borrowed a former municipal block of flats by a small city in the Capital Region. The building was set for demolition, so the group could do basically what they wanted with it. And here's a taste of what they managed to do.









One of the artists was a part of the installation.











This is my personal favorite, actually. It is a quote about a text that a local group of municipal counselors sent to their local newspaper. They question the entire project stating, that it’s difficult to see what good this art project brings to the suburb. And that it only emphasizes the shadiness and dangers of the area in a deceiving way.

What good did it bring? Nationwide headlines, 30 000 visitors and a new exhibition the following summer. The house has now been demolished, but more and more houses destined for demolition are opened up for this use.

Dozens of more photos from inside: https://desertedfi...f-art-kerava-2020/

And so the pointless tour resumes.



This here is the former secondary school of a small village. It was closed down years ago, when the school combined primary, secondary and high school pupils into one larger building.



The building was sold to a private owner. According to a newspaper article he actually kept the doors unlocked so, that people, who went to the school, could go there and relive their youth. However due to vandalism he locked things up.



I only managed to explore the toilets in the basement. I don't think that counts.



This here is a former sawmill. It was closed way back in the 1970's and later hosted a group of small businesses before being abandoned.



There was a way in, but I wasn't really prepared to explore. I had no torch and was wearing short shorts and flip flops. The place was very badly damaged, full of debris and dark, as all windows were shut. I had to move on.



There's my beautiful summer car on a deserted parking lot in the middle of nowhere. This time we're going to the nature, not because of the views but because of what happened here in the late 1950's.



Back then there was a camping site here. And in 1959 two young ladies camped here.

They were from Jyväskylä in Central Finland, but they spent the summer biking around Eastern Finland. In late July they sent a postcard promising to be back home before August. When one of them didn’t return to work, a missing person report was filed.

Large searches were conducted in Northern Karelia, where they were last seen but in late August a swamp grave was found near this location. A bit later their belongings were found hidden all around the place and their bikes were found in the deepest part of the bay.

A petty thief from Western Finland was arrested. He had been moving around the area that summer, and it was widely believed, that he had followed the girls. He was taken to court, but committed suicide before the main trial and it was never determined, if he was guilty or not.

While the main culprit was imprisoned, the police found ladies’ underwear and two hats hidden a long way from the murder scene. The clothes hadn’t lost any color, so it was determined, that they hadn’t been there for very long.

A reconstruction of the crime was conducted, and it was determined, that the culprit managed to kill the victims and hide their bodies in the presumed time. But in order to do that, they had to know the location really well.

The shovel used to bury the bodies had been stolen at a nearby farm. The farm house’s dog was known to be aggressive towards strangers, but it had stayed silent all night.

So the murders remain a mystery and a part of Finnish folk lore.

Another location. And this time it actually gets pretty personal for one reason or another:



This unimaginative looking building is the former Hotel Varsavuori. It was built outside the city centre of Mikkeli on the shores of Lake Saimaa in 1974 and its nightclub became the wildest party spot in town, where everybody headed, when the bars in the centre closed. The legend told, that if you had a bigger group of people, you’d get a free taxi ride from the city to the hotel. So lucrative were the return trips back to the centre.

As the location was pretty remote, the popularity of the hotel decreased towards the end of the 1980’s. It was closed down and between 1990 and 1993 a refugee centre was located in the building.

In 1997 Hotel Varsavuori was reopened. In June 1998 I spent several days in the city with my family visiting an agricultural fair. It was pretty difficult to find a place to stay in, so we were booked here. I was just nine years old, but I had already travelled quite a lot and seen some hotels. However nothing quite like this.

I remember the dull, grey plastic floors and the uncomfortable steel framed beds, which looked like they had been imported from a closed army garrison. All furniture was extremely old and cheap and the icing on the cake were the radios. They looked like car radios from the 1970’s or 1980’s and were attached to strange, plastic tables. The TV:s were at least from the 1970’s and had a dark brown casing, which mimicked wood.

The restaurant and nightclub had a thick, soft, wild patterned wall to wall carpet and monstrous furniture, which probably were original. The food was overpriced, but hardly decent and on the wall was a list of fines issued for offences in the restaurant ranging from breaking a glass or plate to vomiting on staff.

The hotel had a sauna and a pool, but the water was so dirty, that nobody of us swam. Instead I preferred to watch football from the old TV, which looked like it could break up or catch fire any moment. I remember at least watching the game between Croatia and Germany in the World Cup that year.

After several owners attempted to revive the business, it was closed down for good in 2007. The hotel stayed closed and was for sale ever since. Demolition was looming, and this was pretty much my last chance to revisit these long gone summer days.



There was a guy sitting in a car on the front yard, so we had to approach the building from the back through a forest. It was extremely difficult to get good shots, but I did my best.

Notice the wonderful scenery, in which the hotel was located.



The hotel had been so popular, that it had even been enlarged at some point. The architecture remained quite dull.



We couldn't find a way in, so we had to be content with looking through windows. It looks like renovations were indeed started, but had not and would never be finished.



The part connecting the older and newer wings of the hotel. Still no way in.

But wait a second, I can't believe my eyes.



I'm really sorry for the poor photo, but just look at that. It's one of the old, wooden TV:s, which were here way back in 1998. They were probably a part of the original furniture of the hotel in the 1970's and stayed there until the very end.



The pool windows are downstairs on the right, the nightclub and restaurant are right ahead. The car was still on the front yard, so we had to make the trek all the way around the building back to the parking lot.

So not a very successful exploration, not very good photos. But it was my last chance to greet the old TV:s I remembered so well. The hotel was demolished in 2022, and housing is set to be constructed on the site.

After I had taken my local friends to the hotel, they took me to a former mental asylum. They had been inside the previous summer and found the hospital morgue, now they wanted to show it to me.



A rather small mental asylum it consisted of two similar wings with a low corridor connecting them. Pay extra attention to the corridor, as it will be important later in this story, which gets pretty bizarre at some point.



Abandoned for years the place had suffered extensive vandalism. There was another building still in use nearby, and my friends told me, that people working there used to call the police if they saw someone enter the hospital.



The complex photographed from the far left corner of the first picture. The only way in was to climb to the grey concrete wall midway to the main entrance and use it as a stepping stone to climb to a balcony. This was also the only way out.



And inside we are. Mostly it was empty rooms and destruction with just a little equipment left. The building served its last years as temporary premises for a health care center and hospital wards, so little was remaining from the mental asylum days.



The buildings were built in the early 1960's and abandoned around 2010. Yet all the materials looked like no bigger repairs were ever conducted.



A rare collection of hospital equipment.



Interesting.



One of the larger rooms in the building.



Something to cheer up the nurses, eh?



A bathroom with a view.



Reception.



An office room in the main lobby.



A canteen. And a rather large, shady authority.



The last picture I managed to get in this hospital, before things got freaky.

“There’s an old lady on the yard. She’s staring right here”, my friend said in a loud voice.

“Well, duck”, I shouted back. And we all went down very quickly.

After what seemed like a few minutes or so, someone started walking back and forth right below the window next to us. This happened several times.

When the steps vanished, I told my friends, that we should leave immediately. There was only one way out and we were on the opposite side of the building from it. But if we were quick, we might be able to escape before the guards came in case the lady had called somebody.

As quickly and quietly as possible we made our way back down the stairs, through the canteen and to the corridor connecting the two parts of the building. That was when we heard a car arrive and park right next to us by the main door and leave its engine running.

We stopped and tried to hold still, but it was impossible. All of the windows had been smashed and we were standing right on the glass splinters on the floor. A horrible noise came every time we moved our feet one inch. We couldn’t see what was going on, as the window openings were covered, but we could hear everything that happened outside and they could hear everything we did.

After what seemed like an eternity, we heard voices of kids. They were certainly no older than 12, probably around 10 years old and they were making a huge noise. We heard only them and the car, nobody else, and we decided, that the car couldn’t be from a security company. If it had been, the driver would have reacted to the kids.

We ran quickly and quietly towards the balcony we entered through, the only exit in the building. We were just one turn away, when we heard, that the kids were actually trying to enter through it, but were too small to reach the handrail.

We waited until they disappeared and slowly crawled to the balcony. I lifted my head to see if the route was clear. Well, it wasn’t. Suddenly the park in front of the hospital was filled with at least a dozen retirees admiring the roses planted there.

We waited another few minutes on the balcony. I stood up, saw that the route was clear, jumped down and landed right in the middle of three primary school kids on bikes, who started screaming and fell instantly.

I tried to help my friends out while simultaneously calming down the horrified kids explaining that we are up to no bad, just photographing.

The boys calmed down and asked if we could help them in. We declined. They were far too small to get out safely and this was no good place to them. They asked what was inside and we told them. I asked them to return the favor and tell us what exactly had happened outside.

They told us that there had been a car parked and a girl and a boy were sitting inside.

“They had no trousers on”, one of the kids added.

So the case was closed. We were scared shitless by a group of children and a young couple, who had probably borrowed their dad’s car to drive somewhere private and enjoy each other.

The mental asylum and rose garden were both torn down in 2021.

A gallery of around 100 photos in case you want to see more: https://desertedfi...ylum-mikkeli-2020/

Once again a successful exploration is followed by a random dump of clearly abandoned, yet inaccessible beauties.



If you remember my lecture about Finnish grocery stores a few posts back, here's yet another clear example of a former co-operative. Built in the 1930's and enlarged in the 1960's, it originally stood in the center of the village. Then a new bridge crossing the railroad was built and the center gradually moved a few kilometers further away.

Abandoned for some time, the building is on the demolition list. Authorities didn't allow the demolition of the old part, so it will be left standing. The low wing behind it will be gone soon.

And now we get to an interesting detail on my urbex career. The curse of brick factories.



That there is one of them and the first one I ever found. I parked my car far away, tried to walk to the place through the fields, landed in a shitty ditch and messed up a brand new pair of Converses. I was also almost run over by a moose.



There it is. But where are the open doors?



After brick making was over, the area served as a car dismantling workshop. That wasn't very long ago, as the newest cars in the area are newer than my summer car.



The complex was huge and in a very bad condition.



And although clearly abandoned, I didn't manage to find a way in. I made my way back through the main gate and road. I hadn't used it, as I had spotted from maps, that there was a house by the road.

Well it was abandoned, too. I had made the 30 minute hike through the rough terrain, destroyed my shoes and all for nothing.

This is where my brick factory curse started. I've since found at least ten old brick factories, but have never managed to enter a single one. I even came back here in 2022 only to see a man and a dog walk through the fields towards the factory - the only building in that direction.

More photos and stories, in case you are interested in wrecked metal. https://desertedfi...rick-factory-2020/



Next we have a sightseeing tower. There had been a café downstairs but it had been closed. The place wasn't supposed to be open.



Wrong again. I would have preferred the brick factory, though.



It was already past midnight. That's when we landed to the grounds of a ruin church.



The place is nowadays a tourist attraction and hosts weddings. So it has actually found a new life.

Today I'll treat you with Finnish railroading history.

When the main rail network of Finland was built back in the late 18th century, the main line running through the length of Finland was drawn through the village of Haapamäki. Another connection Eastwards was added in 1897 and another one Westwards in the 1930’s. This made Haapamäki one of the few places in Finland, where rails to all directions crossed.

This of course meant building projects and inhabitants. But the glory was to last for less than 40 years. In the early 1970’s the main line was re-routed to a much more direct route. In the late 1980’s another connection Eastwards was built from Tampere. The track to the West was closed after just 50 years in the 1980’s.

And so Haapamäki became a small station village, which nobody needed. Every time new cuts to rail operations are planned, it’s on the line. But still some trains stop there.

The fall from grace has however meant, that several buildings have become useless. Such as the old elementary school.



Abandoned for years, the beautiful, tiny village school is now awaiting demolition.



There were some broken windows, but no way in. I had to leave this location to wait and see, who would make it first: me or the demolition crews.

Time to see other attractions.



As you can see, it has been a very large station. The station building is now owned by a private person.



The main attraction of the village nowadays is the steam locomotive park. It is an area, which has several old locomotives on display. There is also a hostel, which allows you to spend the night in a former sleeper car.



I did mention the memorial of the deadliest train accident in Finland earlier in this story. Well, this is the locomotive involved. It is preserved here.



There was also Soviet equipment.



The text on the lever says Turbo Generator. I wonder, what it does.

If you are interested in old Finnish locomotives, here's more photos for you: https://desertedfi...-park-keuruu-2020/

I was however interested in something else. Another railway heritage organization has its base in the old rail depot in the village, and they granted me permission to see what was in their premises.



This is a fully functioning museum locomotive, which is used for charter traffic during summertime.



And these railbuses were very common in regional traffic until the late 1980's.



The interior of the railbus. Even this train is used in charter traffic.



A fully preserved bar car. I think these were still in use in my childhood, but I can't recall visiting one.

But only now do we get to my real reason for being here.



This is a DM8/9 – ‘The Carrot’, hence the livery. These are the last surviving examples of this train built around 1965 and abandoned around 1990. A restoration project has begun, but it has been interrupted due to issues between the members of the preservation society. There are two units left of this thing. And they’re both stored here.



The poor thing was very moldy and in an awful condition.



The second unit.



It wasn't much better.



The cockpit.



And the interior of an old 1st class cabin.

Once again here's more, if you are interested: https://desertedfi...depot-keuruu-2020/

Somehow, I've missed this thread until now.
Im glad I found it however, what an incredible collection of stories and photos!
Thanks for sharing. Thoroughly enjoying

Posted by leafloving4x4gal Somehow, I've missed this thread until now. Im glad I found it however, what an incredible collection of stories and photos! Thanks for sharing. Thoroughly enjoying

Thank you! I'm telling stories my own way, and just generally doing my best! Glad you like it! Feel free to visit my blog, if you like. There's a lot more there!

The style and content really remind me of my personal golden age of Urban Exploration. This is how I remember this hobby.

Keep up the good work!

Posted by Tupsumato The style and content really remind me of my personal golden age of Urban Exploration. This is how I remember this hobby. Keep up the good work!

Thank you! Perhaps I'm going through my golden age right now. Or 2020 was, when it started. I'm publishing with a bit of a delay, both for safety reasons and because I only started my blog in 2020 and have too much material.

But you are only around 4 years my senior. Why did your golden age end?

Posted by Deserted Finland But you are only around 4 years my senior. Why did your golden age end?

Oh, there are many reasons. However, I was more after the atmosphere and "feel" of your photographs: down-to-earth, local, casual, documentary etc. rather than the overly polished high-profile stuff one sees in Instagram and art galleries in these days. A bit gritty at times. Even text between photographs tells a story of exploring rather than supports a primarily visual story with no connection to the locations' actual history and purpose.

While I certainly enjoy other approaches to the hobby as well, such as how Wolfheart captures old houses and cars in his artistic photographs, this is what UE was for me.

Posted by Tupsumato Oh, there are many reasons. However, I was more after the atmosphere and "feel" of your photographs: down-to-earth, local, casual, documentary etc. rather than the overly polished high-profile stuff one sees in Instagram and art galleries in these days. A bit gritty at times. Even text between photographs tells a story of exploring rather than supports a primarily visual story with no connection to the locations' actual history and purpose. While I certainly enjoy other approaches to the hobby as well, such as how Wolfheart captures old houses and cars in his artistic photographs, this is what UE was for me.

I see what you are after. For me it was originally about sort of "saving" my route through the building for my future self. I wanted to be able to revisit them some day anytime even if they would vanish.

But when I started publishing, I wanted to give others the opportunity to walk the same path with me.

I guess my style of doing this comes from my profession. I'm a journalist, who has taken some courses in photography with the main focus on journalistic photography. So documenting places and telling their stories is sort of a part of my nature.

I also enjoy the artistic urbex photographs. That's simply not for me either, though. I tried it, but wasn't really skilled enough, so I went in my own style, which has also (hopefully) developed through the years.

As the unexpected, yet very welcome discussion died out, I will resume digging my dusty archives.

And as usual it's a dump of random bad quality photos after a successful exploration. But first I will tell you a bedtime story.

Once upon a time in a small village far from everything was a sawmill. In the 1960’s it grew rapidly, but the infrastructure of the village didn’t. As a result there was a constant lack of apartments.

That’s why in the early 1970’s the sawmill owners arranged to build six blocks of flats to the remote village, three to the center and three to the outskirts of it. They were built cheaply and the apartments weren’t that big, but for the company and its needs they were important.

In 1979 the sawmill was destroyed by fire and was rebuilt elsewhere. The village now had six brand new blocks of flats, which were pretty much useless. People started moving away.

The houses were idle for almost 15 years, before Kurdish asylum seekers were given apartments there. But they soon noticed that the village had no future and left for greener pastures, too.

Two of the three houses on the outskirts of the village were emptied and the inhabitants moved to the largest house. The three houses were sold to a property investor in the late 1990’s and the two empty houses were demolished. One house in the village center has been demolished during the past decade, but that’s a different story.

The property investor sold the remaining house in a package deal of four houses to another investor. By then the inhabitants were people with a lot of social problems and alcoholism and most of them had their rent paid by the municipality. The price of this house was 15 000 euros. The buyer immediately put it up for sale because he saw no future for it due to its bad reputation.

The house was sold several times during the following few months the price going up by every sale until it reached almost 250 000 euros. It was then owned by a car dealer, who had connections to organized crime. He arranged a notorious debt collector to help evict the inhabitants and started selling the apartments.

The buyers were penniless people, who had debts to the car dealer. Apparently he forced some of the people to buy the apartments and several of the buyers were given loans from the same bank where he had loaned the money to buy the house. One of the apartments was registered to a four year old child.

The National Bureau of Investigation started investigating the house in 2007. The car dealer was convicted in 2016, but before that he was declared bankrupt. The house was sold to another company with less than 20 euros. The new owner was a company with two owners, the other one of which was a convicted murderer. He in turn had a joint venture with the above mentioned debt collector. In the most recent turn of events a charity aimed at supporting poor families claimed to be housing them in the building. The spokesperson of the charity has connections to the owning company.

The house has been empty for 15 years and is probably damaged beyond repair. Nobody wants it.

And here it is.



I got this close, but didn’t take a closer look. The reason can be seen in the picture next to the mailboxes. It’s a bike, which wasn’t there in the photos in a recent newspaper article. I suspected that someone was inside, and given the fact that the house had been owned by organized criminals for a long time, it was just a no go.



There are very few abandoned churches in Finland, but this is one. It is the church of Valkeakoski. Built in 1969 it isn’t even old yet, and there’s even nothing wrong with it. This is another strange building related story.

In 2017 the local congregation voted to demolish the church. It is basically pretty fit but would need a basic repair, which is estimated to cost around 5 millions. This cost is disputed. Anyway they want to demolish the church because it’s too large and expensive to keep. The church has 1000 seats, but there are often just 10-15 attendees to church services.

The town of Valkeakoski is a paper industry town. This means that it grew very quickly back in the days and has since suffered a decline in population. The congregation has a large medieval church from the late 15th century, and it believes that most important events could be celebrated there.

After several complaints to several institutions the church still stands. But it hasn’t been used since the decision to demolish it was taken.



There was no way in, so I had to be creative with the gaps in the fence.



Really creative.



I know that the architecture divides opinions, but I like it!

The final destination in today's pointless location dump is a former fiber factory. I knew it was somewhere, but I really didn't know what to expect.



I certainly didn't expect a massive complex.



The company headquarters. This building was sold to an IT company, which uses it as its data center. It is alive and kicking.



Unfortunately the same thing can't be said about the factory. A part of the complex had suffered arson and a demolition permit application had been submitted.

Despite this I couldn't be 100 % certain that the estate of the bankrupt company didn't rent some of the premises out and there was a surprising amount of people in the parking area, so I decided not to climb any fences this time.

My next post will again be from a successful exploration. I promise!

More photos from the church: https://desertedfi...-valkeakoski-2020/

And more photos from the factory: https://desertedfi...ibre-factory-2020/

Today's story is about a school, which consisted of several buildings. The first one was built in the 1950’s, the second one in the early 1960’s. The place had been abandoned just a year earlier due to being in very bad condition, and it was scheduled to be demolished.

This school became nationwide news headlines in 2009 after the police was called there. The reason: a pupil had taken one fish finger too many during lunch.

A couple of weeks later the school was evacuated because the same pupil was rumored to have carried a weapon. In the end the ‘weapon’ turned out to being a lighter in the shape of a gun. Even before these events someone had lit a firework inside, emptied a fire extinguisher and shat in the ventilation shaft. There was another incident in which the police came to the school, as a student was injured during a fight and hospitalized. In another instance the fire crew was needed, as someone lit up a broken toilet seat. The police was again needed in 2018, when somebody sent threats of a school shooting on Snapchat.

But in 2019 the school was closed. Keep in mind that it has been abandoned for just a year. During that time it has gone into horrible shape, so somebody really must have hated the place.



And here we go. The school consists of this 1960's built main building.



This temporary barrack.



And the original 1950's school building known as the language house.



The back side of the language house. I love this building.



The main school was decorated with very skilled graffiti.



Even the fish finger incident has been featured.



We were fairly scared before we realized what it was.



Inside the red barrack. There was nothing else than a few classrooms.



Kids come here to eat macarons? Things have really changed since my youth.



The lobby of the red barrack.



Making our way to the language house.



We immediately entered a small lobby with the main stairway.



A grade four English book.



The old school gym



Stairway to heaven?



Moving along the ground floor corridor, we found the teachers' study.



Are you already allowed to call this vintage?



A must have for every Finnish child. Even I had one.



At the back of the school there was a wing for old teacher apartments. Back in the days when this school was built, it was customary to build such to attract teachers to schools in remote locations.

And by the 1950's standards the location was remote.



Rooftop access.



A corridor.



All the classrooms were a mess. Even the last coffee of the school has been spilled around.



Why don't you practice your Swedish a bit.



We exited the school and entered through another stairway. There were more teacher apartments. The kitchens were in their original shape, but the living rooms had been converted into classrooms with blackboards and stuff.



That must have been the parquette.

At this point we had to leave. A group of teenagers was coming from the main school towards the language house. Some of them were wearing balaclavas and carrying iron pipes. Apparently they wanted to just break things, but we decided to play it safe.

But the entire main school is left to explore. I guess that means I'll be back.

Edit: a link to more photos: https://desertedfi...chool-vantaa-2020/

Here we go again.I originally spotted this location next to a narrow road on the outskirts of a small town, when I realized that it looked overgrown and abandoned. I didn’t have time to explore it back then, but when making my way up North on another journey, I gave it another go.



Definitely abandoned.



It looks like a former residential building, but some details are a bit puzzling. Normal, rural residential buildings don’t have doors or porches like that. Yet I couldn’t figure out what else this could have been if not a residential building.



Sadly enough the place was in a relatively bad shape.



There's a road behind that window. Yet it doesn't look like it.



Somehow the house looked once again like somebody had started renovations and then quit.



The roof had leaked and the leak had damaged the floor. The place was starting to go beyond rescue.

More, as always: https://desertedfi...yellow-house-2020/

Nice additions to this thread. You're right about the artistic graffiti. I got a chuckle about the fish finger under arrest LOL

The kids coming with balaclavas & pipes would of worried me too

Thanks for sharing and looking forward to more additions to thread !

Thank you leaflowing4x4gal! I'll deliver and continue immediately!



This time a tip by a local friend has brought me in the middle of nowhere to a road's end.



Well, it seems that there has been some life here.



They are expecting me?



A restaurant. Back in the days this cape was the site of a campground, which had gone bankrupt in 2012. The holiday cottages had been demolished, and now it was just a few buildings left.



Chairs had been thrown through the windows to the terrace.



Cozy. I could have enjoyed a beer here.



The reception was in a separate building.



It looked like another bar. Unfortunately I couldn't enter. There was glass remaining in the window frames, which prevented that.

Unfortunately the restaurant and the reception were demolished less than a year later. Perhaps there will be another exploration here.

More as always: https://desertedfi...camping-site-2020/