Abandoned Places: 60 stories of places where time stopped. Richard Happer

Abandoned Places: 60 stories of places where time stopped - Richard  Happer


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where elaborate staircases descend into cool subterranean chambers, and pools of water offer sweet refreshment from the summer heat and dust.

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      The Jahaz Mahal, or Ship Palace, sits between two artificial lakes.

      Rupmati’s Pavilion is a large sandstone structure that was originally a military observation post. Clinging to the clifftop over a 305 m (1,000 ft) precipice, it was ingeniously supplied with water by a reservoir situated below its elevated position.

      Mandu even had its own hammam, or Turkish bath house, where the sultans could steam away their stately cares.

      Abandonment

      The city was the king in a continent-sized game of chess played by opposing Islamic and Hindu dynasties. It frequently changed owners over the centuries until it was taken for the last time by the Hindu Marathas dynasty in 1732. However, they soon moved out, choosing the city of Dhar as their capital, and life began to drift away from Mandu.

      Today a modern village, also called Mandu, lies just to the south of the ruined citadel. Its ancient heart is the huge Jama Masjid, or Friday Mosque. This is notable for its serene central courtyard and the neat ranks of red sandstone arches around the mihrab. Old Mandu may be gone, but already its seeds have grown new life.

      DATE ABANDONED: 1913

      TYPE OF PLACE: Explorers’ base camp

      LOCATION: Antarctica

      REASON: Death

      INHABITANTS: 25

      CURRENT STATUS: Preserved

      THIS WAS A STOREROOM, SCIENTIFIC LABORATORY, A STABLE AND A HOME FOR TWENTY-FIVE MEN. THE HUT FROM WHICH CAPTAIN SCOTT SET OUT ON HIS FATAL JOURNEY TO THE SOUTH POLE STANDS LITERALLY FROZEN IN TIME, PRESERVED BY THE SAME SUB-ZERO CLIMATE THAT KILLED HIM.

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      Abandoned crates outside Scott’s Terra Nova Hut, Cape Evans.

      Antarctic basecamp, 1911

      Tinned ham and whisky are stacked on the shelves beside jars of olives and anchovy paste, awaiting the return of the man who put them there. However, he never would step back into this cosy living space and enjoy the food he had left behind. His name was Robert Falcon Scott – and when he walked out of here it was to go to his doom in an Antarctic blizzard.

      Scott’s sensational journey

      When Scott left Britain on his attempt to be first to reach the South Pole, he was already a national hero. He had commanded the National Antarctic Expedition of 1901–1904, which included another great explorer, Ernest Shackleton. Scott and Shackleton had walked further south than anyone else in history: they got to within 850 km (530 miles) of the pole.

      When he announced another Antarctic expedition, hopes were high that a Briton would be the first to stand on the bottom of the world. Scott’s expedition sailed from Cardiff in June 1910 on the former whaling ship, Terra Nova. It travelled via New Zealand and arrived at Ross Island, Antarctica in January 1911.

      Ross Island is a fearsome place. Although little bigger than Anglesey, it has four huge volcanoes, two of which are over 3,048 m (10,000 ft) tall. This gives it the highest average elevation of any island in the world. The only inhabitants are half a million Adélie penguins. It is almost permanently ice-bound, shackled to the Antarctic continent by the frozen sea. However, in summer, it is reachable by boat – the most southerly such island in the world, making it an ideal base for Antarctic explorers.

      As soon as they arrived, they set about erecting the prefabricated hut that would be home to twenty-five men throughout the Antarctic winter of 1911. It took a week to build the 15 m (50 ft) long and 7.6 m (25 ft) wide structure. The hut was insulated with seaweed quilt sandwiched between inner and outer double-plank walls, a design so successful that the men found it uncomfortably warm inside.

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      The interior of Shackleton’s Nimrod Hut has been literally frozen in time: the bedding, tinned food and even the men’s socks still await them.

      The push for the pole

      With the base established, the next task was to lay caches of supplies on the route to the pole. The Antarctic summer presented a window of relatively better weather and constant light, but it only lasted from November to March. The expedition team needed as many supplies laid down in advance as possible if they were to complete the 1,450 km (900 mile) trek to the pole – and return – in that time.

      However, bad weather and weak ponies meant that the main supply point, One Ton Depot, was laid 56 km (35 miles) north of its planned location. This would cost the returning party dearly.

      The expedition finally departed on 1 November 1911, in a caravan of motor sledges, ponies, dogs and men. Like booster rockets on the space shuttle, one by one the support teams turned back. It was five men on foot – Scott, Wilson, Oates, Bowers and Evans – who scaled the 200 km (125 mile) long Beardmore Glacier and set out across the lifeless Antarctic plateau towards the South Pole.

      ‘The worst has happened’

      Scott and his party reached the South Pole on 17 January 1912. There they discovered that Norwegian explorer Roald Amundsen had beaten them to their great prize by five weeks. In a flag-topped tent, Amundsen had left a note to the King of Norway and a request that Scott deliver it. ‘All the day dreams must go,’ wrote the anguished Scott in his diary. ‘Great God! This is an awful place.’

      There was nothing for the distraught men to do but start the 1,300 km (800 mile) return journey. This was a savage undertaking, and the exhausted explorers were pained with frostbite and snowblindness. Edgar Evans died on 17 February after collapsing at the foot of the Beardmore Glacier.

      The remaining four trekked on, but Lawrence Oates’ toes had become severely frostbitten and he knew that he was holding back his colleagues. On 16 March, Scott wrote in his diary that Oates stood up, said ‘I am just going outside and may be some time’, then walked out of the tent and was never seen again.

      On 19 March the three surviving men camped for the last time. A ferocious blizzard kept them in their tent in temperatures of -44°C, and sealed their fate. They died of starvation and exposure ten days later. They were just 18 km (11 miles) short of One Ton Depot. Scott was the last to die.

      A search party found the tent eight months later. Inside were the frozen corpses along with Scott’s diary. The explorers’ bodies were buried under the tent and a cairn erected on top in their memory. After a century of snowstorms, the cairn and tent now lie under 23 m (75 ft) of ice. They have become part of the ice shelf, and have already moved 48 km (30 miles) from where they died. In 300 years or so the explorers will once again reach the ocean when they will drift away inside an iceberg.

      Frozen in time

      Scott’s hut was reused by Ernest Shackleton’s team in 1915–1917, but was thereafter completely abandoned until 1956, when it was dug out of the snow and ice by an American team. They found that the sub-zero weather conditions had preserved its contents almost perfectly. It’s still there today, and it offers a fascinating insight into a place that is strangely familiar and yet situated in an utterly alien world.

      The familiar brands


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