Visited 5.10.2013 by skkye. I spotted this farm when hitchhiking nowhere particularly, just searching places to photograph and explore. It was amazing to walk among those big skeletons of tractors, half-rotten animal sheds and old rusty car hidden under the tarp while autumn had painted nature with the same colours than the buildings were.
The road to the main building was quite a jungle but we made it, however. The house was a little bit messy but full of treasures like binoculars, piles of books, beautiful handmade hunting knives, jars of spices and old brownish skates. There was also a ragged dead mouse on the floor among discolored butterflies. The only living thing in the house was mold in the basement and there was A LOT of it. I tried to breath as little as possible because it felt so dangerous. The mold looked like dirty snow or cotton wool, it was growing on the walls, floors, ceilings, doors - everything.
Afterwards we heard that this house has its owners, so even though it's nowadays rotten and moldy, I highly recommend not to go there. Somebody might get angry.