Abandonment Issues: Rice Lake Roseneath House & Cottages

The shredded blue tarp atop the roof of the Rice Lake Roseneath House silently screamed at me through the bare branches of the trees in the dead of winter, as my family and I were out for a casual walk together. My mom waited out front with my younger niece, while my brothers and I, along with my 17 year old niece, made a quick dash up to the house. The fallen TV antenna rested in a tree overhead as we approached, and at that moment I cursed myself for not bringing my camera on this day. The four of us passed by the red barrel and bathtub full of frozen rain water, and entered in single file, with me taking lead of course. Inside, the decay was instantaneously overwhelming. The vast amount of black mould was not only shockingly visible, but you could feel it in the air, thick with each and every breath, even in the dead of winter. The floor was covered in a layer of ice, which made for some fun slip and slide adventures, to the soundtrack of our laughter. The golden upholstered chairs scattered throughout the living room in front of the fireplace were absolutely beautiful, we all concurred.

Upstairs, the black mould was much more extreme. The blue tarp could only offer so much protection. The elements are winning this war by a landslide. Massive holes in the roof in several locations allow aerial attacks to bombard this house in the form of rain water. A war torn ceiling fan was clinging on for dear life high above the posse of golden chairs. In the upstairs washroom, a mirror reflected the war zone that was once a shower. Wooden boards protruding from a gaping hole in the roof have attacked the shower rod and in due time will smother the badelynge of ducks on the opaque plastic curtain.

It was a great experience to share this exploration with my brothers and my niece. I was pleasantly surprised by her willingness to explore such a nasty place, she wasn't phased in the slightest.

In mid February, Ninja and I returned to Roseneath to pick up my nieces for another visit, but before doing so, we returned with a camera to document the house and explore the property further. Ninja was both grossed out and enthralled by this house, as we had been a few months before. Deep in the forest at the rear of the property, on the shores of Rice Lake, we came across a few old cars and a handful of other buildings, including storage sheds, cottages, and remnants of an old barn. The cottages were split into 5 or 6 small units, which were also succumbing to Mother Nature's wrath. Much of the furniture was still present in the cottages, as well as personal items, kitchen supplies, artwork and so on.

Now that the entire family has visited, it is your turn. Come on in.

Rice Lake Roseneath House


Stoned


Enter at your own wish


Barrel of monkies


The rule of threes


Dinner is served


She watch channel zero


You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him think


Break the ice


A posse of chairs


Please be seated


All dressed up with nowhere to go


Level up


Stairway to mould heaven


In the black mould


Reflecting on decay


Duck off


Angel wings


Fan of decay


Mould it together


Lights out


Light it up


Barn ruins


Rice Lake Roseneath Cottages


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A splash of colour


Through a hole in the wall


All dressed


Portrait of a madman


Art attack


Untitled. Not untitled but titled Untitled.


Fork off


Cooked


420


Set the table


Thanks for stopping by my friends. We have an adventure packed summer planned, so new posts will be sporadic over the next few months. But rest assured, there is so much more to come.

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