12 days after I was born on the 26th of April 1986, a dodgy test by some soviet scientists resulted in a catastrophic nuclear accident which at one point threatened to make most of Europe uninhabitable. Fast forward to 2013 and five guys from New Zealand decided to venture east from London and visit Ukraine and more specifically the scene of the disaster, Chernobyl.
Scene of the crime, the Chernobyl Nuclear Powerplant (reactors 3 & 4). The yellow scaffolding is holding up the sarcophagus which sealed the radioactivity in following the disaster.
That sarcophagus was only meant to last 30 years, so in its place will go this monstrosity, which will cover the whole thing and allow robots to extract the radioactive material and bury it. Price-tag of EUR1billion.
The boys pose for a band cover photo infront of the iconic ferris wheel in the abandoned town of Pripyat.
Dodgems. Not so fun anymore.
The grandstand of the stadium.
Walking around in a school still full of books and classroom equipment was eerie, the ground in the centre is one of the few parts of the town too radioactive to walk on.
Back in Kiev, hanging at the markets.
The Kiev-Pechersk Lavra – Caves Monastery. Apparently the most holy place in Ukraine.
Playing with tanks infront of the enormous Mother of the Motherland.
All in all, a fantastic adventure and it’s something very unique and bizarre that you won’t see anywhere else in the world. Chernobyl and Pripyat were the main draw cards but Kiev definitely had its moments and surprised me with its architecture, sunshine, greenness and blatant corruption. Props to Phil for some of the wide angle shots.