Tour Report: Railway Tunnel T.

After our visit to the car sculpture park, we wanted to check out another location with my cousin Peter. We decided on a disused railway tunnel, as it wasn't too far away and we assumed it would be easy to reach.

First of all, it wasn't that easy to find a parking spot, because the path to the tunnel entrance, which was supposed to be “easy” to reach, is located in the middle of a residential area. So the walk was a bit longer than expected—and there was no direct path to the tunnel, so we had to walk quite a distance along the former railroad tracks.

This wouldn't normally have been a problem, but unfortunately the route had turned into a veritable jungle of nettles, some of which were as tall as a man. There was no beaten path or anything similar – we had to walk right through the middle of it.

At some point, I extended the legs of my tripod and swung them around in front of me to “clear” a path, so to speak. That worked quite well, so Peter grabbed a long, sturdy branch and swung it energetically to clear a path as well.

Soon we saw the tunnel entrance in the distance. We could see that the opening was sealed with large wooden panels—but there was a small opening in the form of a door.

We were excited that we would probably have the opportunity to explore the tunnel from the inside.

But no such luck—just a meter behind the wooden wall, a solid steel grate blocked the tunnel.

Since there was only a small door, there was no real source of light, and the light from our flashlights was lost in the darkness. Taking pictures from the inside was therefore completely pointless.

All that remained of this trip were the pictures from outside and the fond memories of our battle with an army of nettles.

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Tour Report: The Park of Car Sculptures

The second location we visited during our summer vacation in 2020 was the well-known “Car Sculpture Park” in Neandertal near Düsseldorf.

This is not an abandoned place, but a legally accessible open-air "museum" where a somewhat eccentric car dealer has been letting fifty classic cars from 1950 rot away since 2000.

We visited the place together with my cousin, who kindly let us stay at his house for the first few days of our vacation. Peter is very interested in our hobby and not only accompanied us to Neandertal during our stay, but also to another location—more on that in the next post.

The car sculpture park is located directly opposite the Neanderthal Museum, which usually makes it difficult to find a parking space. Fortunately, we arrived quite early in the day, so we were able to snag a parking space right next to the park entrance.

We paid the admission fees, which are graded according to whether you just want to look around, take photos with your cell phone, or take pictures with a “real” camera.

The 20,000-square-meter site offered a wealth of motifs from the world of luxury cars, so to speak:

A stretch of steep racing track on which historic Jaguars and Porsches compete in one last eternal race. A remnant of the Soviet world power, a Moskovich built in 1950, symbolizes half-buried the demise of its country.

A piece of the Berlin Wall, with the original graffiti - and in East and West an army car of the two worlds from 1950 decaying in the face of time. An 11 CV, the gangster limousine that belonged to a French police chief for decades. Some cars have been entwined by tree roots, others have been cut in half as trees have grown through them.

Unfortunately, the grounds filled up very quickly with people (it was a Sunday), making it difficult to take pictures without people in them, but with a little patience, it was possible to capture most of the subjects in peace.

The museum is only open for three hours—with more time, I'm sure I could have photographed even more perspectives. But even so, it was a great experience, and I can well imagine visiting this place again sometime to see how the cars have changed since our visit.

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Tour Report: Farmhouse "Oblivion"

Our very first stop on our summer trip in 2020 turned into an unforgettable Lost Place adventure. Long before we set out, we were warned: reaching this abandoned farmhouse hidden deep in the countryside would not be easy. But for us, that made the challenge even more exciting.

We had already seen photos online – a nearly untouched farmhouse, still fully furnished, marked by time and decay, yet full of charm and forgotten stories. The building lies quietly off a small road, almost invisible to passersby. But the driveway is right next to that of an inhabited farm, and the neighbors are known to keep a sharp eye on strangers. That meant only one option: approaching the farmhouse unseen, from the back.

So we parked at a safe distance and grabbed our gear. No sooner had we left the car than the summer sky opened and a heavy rain poured down. “It will pass quickly,” we told ourselves, and pressed on toward the woods. The forest promised cover from curious eyes – but it also held its own danger: a moor.

And soon enough we realized why we had been warned. The ground was soft and deceptive, and one wrong step could mean soaked clothes and muddy shoes. Luckily, a friend had shown us a rough path across the boggy terrain. Even so, every step felt tense, and the thrill of urban exploration began long before we reached the building.

When the farmhouse finally appeared before us, our hearts raced with anticipation. The entrance was quickly found: an open window leading into the laundry room. One last glance behind us – then we climbed inside, stepping into another time.

The sight that met us was breathtaking. Hardly any vandalism, no graffiti – instead, authentic decay. Antique furniture, some dating back to the 18th century, stood quietly in place. The kitchen felt as if someone had just left, while the living and dining room, with its old piano, exuded an eerie beauty. Next door, the study told a different story – thick layers of mold covered books and furniture, creating an unsettling but fascinating atmosphere.

The upper floor held little of interest, and sadly, time did not allow us to explore the barn. Our next stop and a warm dinner were still waiting. But this first abandoned farmhouse of our summer trip captured our imagination completely. It was more than just a stop – it was a reminder of why we love exploring abandoned places: the thrill of discovery, the beauty of decay, and the stories hidden in forgotten walls.

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