Ballsbridge Tower Crane, Dublin – November 2014

Nothing spectacular to see here, just a quick dash up what was the tallest tower crane in Ireland at the time (however, that’s not saying much considering Ireland’s aversion to any sort of skyscraper). This crane was set up on the site of the “Number One” development in Ballsbridge, a nine storey building with the crane topping out at approximately 13-14 storeys.

I found myself wandering the streets surrounding the development in the early hours of a chilly, November morning. Being a weekend, there was still an unfortunate amount of activity in the streets, people stumbling home drunk from clubs and taxis ferrying similarly drunk individuals back home. With so much activity, there was little I could do but wait.

I listened to music to pass the time, wandering the streets in an attempt to look as inconspicuous as possible – quite an ask considering the dark clothes I was wearing and the fact I was pacing the quiet streets of an office district in the early hours of the morning!

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Close to 3am, the traffic finally quietened down and I readied myself to vault the hoarding into the building site. My hour of pacing back and forth around the site had allowed me to spot the one blind spot in the building’s security. With the site surrounded by 8 foot hoarding, and the perimeter covered by security cameras monitoring the top of this hoarding, it took a while to find the one spot that wasn’t being covered by a camera – just a metre, but that was all I needed.

I waited until a gap in traffic appeared and ran full speed across the road directly towards the blind spot. With no footholds on the hoarding I had no choice but to sprint towards it, kick off and stretch my hands out, grabbing the tip of the eight foot board with my fingertips. I hauled the rest of my body up and over the hoarding, careful to ensure I remained in the security cameras’ blind spot the entire time. Once over, I dropped silently down the far side and into the building site. Crouching in the shadows, I waited in silence, savoring the tension that always builds as you wait for any sound from security to signal if you were seen or not.

There was nothing, just silence and the hum of the spotlights which proliferated the building site. I cautiously ventured away from the perimeter, tip-toeing around debris and into the shell of the half constructed building. I climbed the stairs in here to the first floor where I used my perch to survey the base of the crane from above. The security hut was out of sight and there were no patrols taking place. Perfect!

I crept back down the stairs to ground level and picked my way across the building site, dashing from one shadow to the next as I silently worked my way to the base of the crane. One last dash across some open ground and I arrived at the base, clambering up the concrete surrounding the first level and jumping directly onto the second level ladder. All I had to do now was climb.

The climb to the top was nice and easy, and I was soon enjoying one of the higher views in Dublin stretching out over the southern suburbs of this vast city.

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After a few photos of the city, which included the American embassy across the road (sorry lads!) I decided to have a quick sit down in the crane’s cabin before the more exciting part of the night began.

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I had noticed that unlike the jibs of most tower cranes (which have a dangerous narrow walkway along the edge that you must walk along while balancing yourself on the framework of the jib), this one actually had a wider walkway through the centre. This made reaching the end of the jib an actual prospect for me, someone who is a bit careful about messing around at height.

So, I set off along the jib, carefully avoiding the winching wire as I crouched my way for over thirty metres out into the Dublin skyline. Along the way was the occasional gap in the walkway but compared to most jib walks, this was as easy as it got. Right at the end of the jib, I sat down and took out the camera for a few more photos, watching the traffic pass beneath me.

Out here at this end point, the crane swayed worryingly in the wind, bouncing up and down. This feeling of exposure and the views in front and below me were quite special though and I enjoyed my time out here.

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The Long Walk Back

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With my photos taken and the views savoured, there was nothing else to do but descend back down the crane, sneak through the shadows of the building site again and vault the hoarding back out onto the street. Yet another great night out in Dublin!


Barclay Curle Titan Crane, Glasgow, Scotland – September 2014

Barclay Curle is one of the last four remaining Titan Cranes in and around Glasgow City and one of only eleven left in the world today. Built in 1920 by Sir William Arrol & Co. the crane now sits unused and rusted in place in the middle of a scrap yard. No preservation work seems to have taken places on it in recent years and it is continuing to deteriorate quickly. Unlike the other Titan Cranes which are in public view this one seems to have been forgotten and left to rust and decay where it stands.

I somehow forgot to take a single external shot of the crane so below is a photo from Wikimedia to give you an idea of what the structure looks like from the ground.

Photo by David Smith [CC-BY-SA-2.0 (], via Wikimedia Commons

Stellaluna and I arrived here in the early hours of the morning. Having read up on the four Titan cranes before arriving in Glasgow we knew this was supposed to be the most challenging of them all due to being situated between two compounds which were active 24/7. We hadn’t heard wrong! We spent the next two hours carefully sneaking our way through active scrapyards, keeping to the shadows and climbing as quietly as possible over fences, stonework and all manner of debris and scrap trying not to be noticed. We finally made it through the gauntlet unnoticed and unscathed to reach the base of the Titan in front of us.

By this stage it was well into the early hours of the morning, however as luck would have it the bus depot right beside the crane operates all night. The most thorough bus cleaners I’ve ever seen were going about their business right in front of where we needed to be so we had no option but to crouch down hidden behind the bushes and wait them out. After what must have been an hour they finally cleared off which left us with a short window of opportunity to get onto the brick base of the crane itself. Despite two more close calls with unexpected activity in the depot we finally got our chance and went for it.

Once onto the brick base and across to the stairs things finally got a bit more straightforward and it was a quick dash to the top of the crane. The rustiness of the structure needs to be seen to be believed, the walk out along the jib in particular was pretty bad.

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The winch housing at the back of the crane

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The view from the driver’s cab. The stairs into the cab which were intact in photos from previous reports here have since all broken off making the climb in here slightly more awkward.

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The view back towards Glasgow city centre

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The view west over the huge patch of industrial land which covers quite a bit of the north riverside

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Descending the first of the three long sets of stairs which brings you back to the brick base of the crane

With the first buses of the day starting up relatively soon I ended up having to rush my photos up top and didn’t get to spend as much time up there as I would have liked. I quickly dropped back down to the base and made my way out of the compound. Somehow I had got the timing just right and as I scrambled out of view of the bus depot as activity started up again. We dashed out of sight and began the long slow journey sneaking back through the scrapyards before finally emerging back out on the road.

This was definitely one of the more enjoyable explores I’ve done. Although we missed out on two of the other locations in Glasgow due to this one taking up so much time I had no regrets, it was well worth all the effort in the end to stand atop such a historical crane.

Temple Gasworks, Glasgow, Scotland – September 2014

As we’re starting to run out of places to see in Ireland myself and Stellaluna recently took a quick flying trip to Scotland to tackle some of the stuff on offer over there. On the first night we spent 9 hours taking on some of the more interesting explores in the city of Glasgow and on the second night we set our sights on another target, the main reason for this trip and something we’ve both been waiting a very long time to get the chance to climb.

The below report on the climb of one of the Temple gasworks gasometers is the first of a few reports from this Scotland trip.

Temple Gasworks was built 1871 for the Partick, Hillhead and Maryhill Gas Co, and purchased by Glasgow Corporation in 1891. Now used for storage only, there are two three-lift gasholders still remaining on site. The Dawsholm gasworks which this site was associated with has long since been demolished. All that remains of this site now is a fenced off tunnel which once connected the two sites.

The gasometer built in 1893 measures 240ft [73.1m] in diameter and has a capacity of 5,000,000 cubic ft, the other gasometer built in 1900 measures 220ft [67.1m] in diameter and has a capacity of 4,000,000 cubic ft. When under construction, this was considered the second largest gasworks in Britain.

Nowadays the compound lies empty and unused with the two ancient gasometers slowly rusting away in the harsh Scottish weather.

Only having 9ish hours of darkness available to us on our one night in Glasgow, myself and Stellaluna started this one a bit earlier than we would have liked. Due to this there was still some activity near our entry point. Once things calmed down a bit we went for it and were soon dropping into the gasworks compound.

All of the photos we’d seen from here were from the gasometer built in 1893 so we decided to climb the gasometer built in 1900 for a different view. The stairs were in a reasonably good condition but the final ladder to the top level has seen better days. Luckily there were dual rungs the whole way up so if one gave way you had the other as a backup. It’s hard to know whether the ladders themselves are over one hundred years old or if they were replaced later but it wouldn’t surprise me if the final ladder is still the original one.

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Arriving at the base of the 1900 gasometer

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A view of the 1893 gasometer with the rest of the gasworks compound visible below

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The view from the second level

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Stellaluna descending back down the final ladder

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The view from the top level

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Rank’s Silo, Limerick City – September 2011

This is a report I’ve been sitting on for a while for various reasons. While not that impressive an explore or building, the location of it (within the live docks of the small city of Limerick) means that it would have most likely attracted some media attention from the local papers. With the main local paper having run a front page story previously about a graffiti tagger who scaled the “dangerous heights” of a 6 story construction site I reckoned this report would present another easy opportunity for them to run a lazy story, this time on urban exploring.

Many of these generic stories have been ran in the UK rags. If it was to follow these guidelines it would be something along the lines of the usual garbage claiming that we’re a “danger to ourselves and others”, “incredibly irresponsible” and of course including the phrase “break in” several times seeing as sneaking in and out without damaging anything doesn’t sound as exciting in print. And of course as is usually the case, the photos would be stolen and printed without any compensation. The main issue here would be that if the local paper ran a sensationalist story like this, the exposure could jeopardise any possibility of us exploring another building which we still had to crack within the docks. Due to this myself, along with the other two explorers who did this building at the time decided to keep it on the qt.

Anyway, enough of my cynical ranting! I should probably get on with the actual report. As a bit of background, growing up in Limerick City with an interest in venturing places where I really shouldn’t be, there were three buildings that clearly stood out from the rest. In other cities I’m sure these buildings wouldn’t be hugely impressive but in Limerick they were the main targets for us. With these three buildings all having been built between 1850 and 1930 they are some of the last true remaining pieces of the industrial hub which Limerick once was in days past.

This trio of large grey structures still stand defiantly to this day in considerably good repair. Due to their good state of repair and the locations of the buildings, they are secured quite well. Two of them lie within the live Limerick docks right beside the main docking location of ships and the other lies within a well secured depot. Despite this several attempts were made at all three locations by the different explorers in Limerick at the time, however no point of ingress was ever found. Our only option was to be patient and wait and hope for something opportunistic which we could pounce on. The first piece of the puzzle fell into place in September 2011.

First up was the old Rank’s Silo within the Limerick Docks. This building is the last remnant of a series of connected mills and silos which were demolished (with much difficulty!) in the late eighties. Below are links to the newspaper articles about each of the failed demolition attempts and the 5th and final successful attempt. These buildings were made of some seriously strong stuff.
Attempt #1:
Attempt #2:
Attempt #3:
Attempt #4 & #5:

This photo shows what the original series of buildings looked like: The sole remaining silo is the one at the furthest right of the above photo.

Why the last silo was left behind I’m not entirely certain, maybe the difficulty involved in demolishing the other buildings meant it was easier to just leave this silo be. Whatever the reason it’s great to have one last part of this historic series of buildings still standing today. Amazingly it’s still one of the tallest buildings in the city today standing at around 10 stories tall. The Clarion and Riverpoint (and possibly the spire of St. John’s Cathedral) are the only buildings that surpass this to my knowledge.

Back to the current day and the building now lies right inside the entrance to the live Limerick Docks. The security situation and location of this building is what technically made this the hardest of the trio. Three sides of the building are within the docks with the other side facing onto one of the busiest roads in Limerick and of course a 24 hour petrol station. The main security hut of the docks which is manned all night is situated 5 metres from the building. In addition to this there are two dome security cameras placed on two of the corners of the building within the docks. So, effectively three of the four sides of the building are covered by CCTV. These cameras cover the main closed door at ground level and the external fire escape ladder which are both already fully exposed to anyone in the docks anyway. The only side of the building not covered by these cameras is the side facing the road. With this road being one of the main arteries in and out of the city, large gaps in traffic are few and far between even in the early hours of the morning. On top of this though, this side faces a 24 hour petrol station which as luck would have it is subsidised for all of the emergency services. This means that this station is a hub for the Gardai of Limerick city at all hours of the day and night. All of this combined meant that access was a reasonably difficult prospect!

So…forward to September 2011. Due to crumbling concrete at the top of the structure, 16 levels of scaffolding were slowly built up along the road facing side of the building reaching all the way to the roof. This would allow for repair work to be carried out on the damaged concrete at the top of the structure. Once this was complete the scaffolding would be taken down again.

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The silo from the entrance to the petrol station

Realistically this was going to be the only opportunity we were going to get to access the interior of the silo for the foreseeable future. A satellite photo from 2007 showed that the door from the roof down into the silo was wide open. This was our only possible point of access so all we could do was hope that the door hadn’t been locked shut at any time in the last 4 years. After a quick recce to check out the area properly and work out a plan, myself and fellow Limerick explorer, Storysham took a trip out in the early hours of the morning for a proper attempt.

In the 5-10 minutes it took us to reach our parking spot along the road and walk to the building we had already been passed by 5 Garda cars/vans. In addition to this, even though it was after 2am, there was still plenty of traffic using the road, there was a good bit of activity at the 24hr petrol station across the road and there was the odd person walking by as well.

It wasn’t going to get much quieter so we just had to wait for the largest gap in traffic we could find. Finally a gap came and we went for it. We scrambled up the outside of the scaffolding quickly and quietly hoping not to draw any attention from the petrol station across the road. We were up to the first ladder in no time and began our speedy ascent to the top. We made our way up as stealthily as we could but unfortunately on our 3rd or 4th ladder we were seen by one person walking by. He was stopped and staring up at us. To be honest there wasn’t much I could do, so I just gave him a thumbs up and luckily for us he walked on!

After scaling 15 of the 16 levels we finally made it to the safety of the green netting where we couldn’t be seen. We were fairly certain that we were only seen by the one walker so we just had to hope that he couldn’t care less that we were up there! We climbed the last level of scaffolding and dropped onto the roof of the silo. It felt great to finally be up here admiring the view of Limerick below. Before I could properly admire the view though, I had one thing to check, the door. Luckily for us, it was still wide open!

Before venturing inside however, we decided to relax on the rooftop for a while and take in the view.

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The view of the docks with the Clarion Hotel and Riverpoint office building in the background, the only two taller buildings in the city

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Looking down on Bannatyne’s Mill, one of the other buildings in the trio we were trying to crack

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After taking plenty of roof shots we made our way to the door. Looking inside, the metal floor directly inside the door had rusted away from the rain leaving a nice hole to step through! There was some machinery near the door that was well secured however so we were able to step across to this and climb over this to an area where the floor was more structurally sound. We quickly made our way down a rusty set of stairs at the far side of the small room and we were down into the top floor of the building.

There was a surprising amount of rusting machinery still left up here including some really awesome wheeled contraptions which seemed to be used to disperse grain into the silos below. Unfortunately my interior shots of this top floor aren’t great. Due to the large windows we decided we couldn’t do too much light painting in case security noticed flashing lights coming from the top of the building! So we only took a handful of long exposure shots on the top floor. The circular holes in the floor you can see in some of the below photos were hatches down into the silos themselves. If you fell down one of these hatches it was an 8 storey drop to the bottom. Due to 8 storeys of the building being made up of the silos, there were only 2 floors you could access, the top one with the machinery and the ground floor. These were connected via a rusting staircase or a long defunct lift which didn’t look too trustworthy!

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The view down one of the hatches looking down 8 storeys below

The lift shaft (to the left) and the metal staircase that led down through the void all the way to the ground floor

I slowly made my way down the metal staircase trying my best not to disturb the pigeons that were roosting between the steps. Upon reaching the ground floor I crept my way across the room. While looking around the ground floor, I looked out one of the windows and saw the face of a security guard only 5 metres from the window. He was sitting in the security hut outside the building. Luckily I had the torch switched off coming down the stairs otherwise the light coming out of the window would have surely given me away. The ground floor was obviously being used for storage as one of the employees bikes was left just inside the door here. Due to the closeness to the security hut, the fact the ground floor was being used for storage (meaning someone could walk in at any time) and the fact that I couldn’t use any light, I didn’t take any photos down here. Again though the amount of rusting machinery down here was quiet cool from the small bit that I could see through the darkness.

I quietly made my way back up the stairs and myself and Storysham headed back out onto the roof. All that was left to do now was to make our way back down. Before we could descend we had to wait for a Garda car across the road at the 24hr petrol station to clear off. Once this was gone we began our speedy descent down the long set of ladders. Cars and trucks were passing beneath our feet as we descended but as far as we could tell we made it down unseen. Nonetheless we quickly made our way back to the car and got the hell out of there. One of the trio was finally down, two to go!


Opera House Rooftop – Odessa, Ukraine

With most of my time being spent underground over the last week I thought it was time to try something a bit different, a rooftop attempt. The rooftop that held the most interest was that of the famous Odessa Opera House. Constructed in 1887, the Opera House is widely recognised as being one of the most ornate and beautiful buildings in all of Ukraine. Stunning statues surround the roof of the building looking down on the city below, statues which the public do not get to see up close.






This seems to be one of the more popular roofs in the city for climbing and judging from the photos online a good few other explorers have made it up here. In my last few days I had also heard two accounts from people who had climbed it previously. General Kosmosa from Kyiv had recommended the roof to me a few days before and had said it was dead easy and should be no problem to climb. The other person who had climbed it previously was a friend of Egor and Vanya’s. This friend had been caught climbing it and was arrested by the notorious Berkut Riot Police! So, I knew this could go one of two ways! Luckily for me, the Berkut Riot Police had been disbanded during the revolution a month before my visit so it would only be the regular Police I would have to deal with if I was caught.

I arrived at the Opera House at 5am hoping to get up onto the roof before the city awoke. The only sign of life near my access point was a homeless man wandering around. I had to hide for a few minutes until he finally cleared out of sight. When he was far enough away I quickly sprung into action making my way to the entry point and navigated to the roof. The 5am start had paid off and I made it to the top unseen.

I wandered around on the roof taking photos for the next half an hour as the sun started to rise and the city below me slowly started coming to life. It was great to see the statues up close and in detail, something which the general public are most likely never going to see.















As the city started to awake I decided I should probably make my way back down before I was seen. In no time at all I was back to the surface unseen and was able to slip back into the streets of Odessa as the sun slowly rose above the city. This was my last day in Odessa so this climb was a great send off to one of the most interesting cities I’ve had the pleasure of visiting.

The Sentinel, Dublin City – February 2013

The 14 storey Sentinel Tower was hailed as a landmark site for Sandyford. It would be the iconic tower at the centre of a cluster of new shiny high rise apartments. Back in 2005, when these plans were being readied, the future was bright for this area.  Work began, and what had previously only been an industrial park was soon a sea of construction workers, scaffolding and towering cranes.

Work only progressed so far before the economy came crashing down. Many of the apartment towers were finished but unfortunately, the Sentinel Tower was a step too far. While the rest of the towers (apart from one more nearby) were finished off, scaffolding was being removed from this tower and the tower crane was being dismantled.

The property ended up in the hands of NAMA and has only recently been sold off, for a total of €900,000, a monumental loss. The structure has been assessed to be safe so it is hoped that construction will start again at some stage  but it certainly won’t be any time soon. For the moment, the Sentinel Tower stands overlooking South Dublin, an overshadowing reminder of the greed of the Celtic Tiger.


Being one of the tallest buildings in the city at 14 storeys, I was eager to make a trip out here to scale the skeletal tower. Access was reasonably tricky and the climb was tough but the view out over Dublin ended up being well worth the effort to get up there.

Note that I never break or damage anything to gain entry to these places and always leave everything exactly as I find it. Also please note that this is an unfinished construction site with sheer drops all over the place and the climb up is tough in places. If you don’t know what you’re doing it could be quite easy to hurt yourself. So, for the record, I would not recommend visiting this site.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the below photos of Dublin city from a unique vantage point.