After a half-term visit to the National Media Museum in Bradford, I decided to see if I could find a mill photographed by a fellow urbexer I know. It was about three miles out of Bradford City centre. En route, I spotted a derelict mill from the main road. A quick explore revealed that access inside was impossible.
Opposite the mill, was a bright yellow truck, obviously been parked up for some time as nature was fighting back with a mean growth of brambles.
Back to the mill, I could see a way in, but didn't fancy it on my own and with time against me on this visit, I decided to just take some shots of the outside. I did have a wander into a garage which housed a battered up old red Lada. However, without a tripod and decent flash, my results were too poor to publish.
Naturally, there was the obligatory old chair, begging to be photographed. And, as it's Hallowe'en, I'll add a shot of the mask in the rubble.