The former station on Grange Lane

The former station on Grange Lane, part of The former Wodhead line now (http://www.transpenninetrail.org.uk/) closed by Thatcher it was left derelict for a long time then become The Trans Pennine Trail this being The former station on Grange Lane left to ruin and mother earths reclamation yard..

More on the Sheffield Victoria & the Woodhead Route The rest of the images We did not get to Barnsley, but we found more possible explorations and the former coking plant of Smithy Wood here is how it looks now

We also found a grave yard of Rail Way Sleepers

Industrial wastelands to Mono-blandness..

This was a planned walk along the TPT (http://www.transpenninetrail.org.uk/) to Barnsley, we did not get that far, but on our route we walked to the end of the former Arthur Lee’s (http://pretentiousartist.com/reports/index.html) we soon arrived at the former station on Grange Lane. How demographics change, as do landscapes, you could hear the M1 on your right, but just a thought away was an urban bucolic english landscape.

It had it all, then a wrong turn and we end up behind the industrial units of Ecclesfield, we thought whether or not they were empty or not for a moment and then sneak down and over a broken down fence, the police tape was an idea of what happened round here. We moved on down onto a part derelict/part live site, some more looking at Flash Earth then.

Back up and we then realised we were on the former coking plant of Smithy Wood, just a car ride from Orgreave coking plant, it was now a desolate moonscape waiting for more moon-industrial units, we can only hope the credit crunch plays a part and Mother Earth’s Reclamation Yard kicks, there is already planted young tree saplings, a welcome intervention of man, now we just need them to leave it to be reclaimed by mother earth, you can but dream.

No doubt we will walk here again and follow the proper walk to Barnsley but who said trespass had nowt to do with our urban bucolic exploration, big up to Monkey Boy, Dave D and here we are 25 Years on from The Strike of 1984, and Mother Earth has taken back some of this wasteland at least..

I fell into the ocean
When you became my wife
I risked it all aganist the sea
To have a better life
Marie you’re the wild blue sky
And men do foolish things
You turn kings into beggars
And beggars into kings

Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
We can bring back the old days again
And all the world is green

The fase forgives the mirror
The worm forgives the plow
The questions begs the answer
Can you forgive me somehow
Maybe when our story’s over
We’ll go where it’s always spring
The band is playing our song again
And all the world is green

Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
We can bring back the old days again
And all the world is green

The moon is yellow silver
Oh the things that summer brings
It’s a love you’d kill for
And all the world is green

He is balancing a diamond
On a blade of grass
The dew will settle on our grave(s)
When all the world is green

Tom Waits