History here. Opened in 1906, closed in 1918.

TRIP 1

Kev and I were doing a selection of reccies one night in London, and this was one of them. We knew if there was a way in, it would be most likely through a certain access point. As we arrived, Kev set about checking whether the access point was there, and it was. Unfortunately we'd need an item from our collective bag of tricks to make entry properly. Fast forward a week later and Kev and I were joined by Gringz and Speed. Kev and I were at the access point, but we were certain we'd heard voices inside, and so we had to abort. Sadly Kev wasn't available, but another trip was quickly organised for later in the week. I got to the access point, and third time lucky all seemed fine. So the others joined me, and we accessed the building. Unlike other other stations, there was more than one camera, and I walked straight in front of it. D'oh! I discussed it with the others, and the decision was to sod it and keep going. This is the other end of the station and start of the steps down to the tracks 154 steps below.

Around the corner from the above picture some original tiling. This picture was actually the last one I took. For 'hilarity' i brought along a Yorkie bar, and was determined to use the prop in a picture. However as the story below explains, we had to leave sharpish. But dammit, I wanted that pic. So with Gringz nipping back and forth to tell me in some words my mother wouldn't use, to come now. I grabbed the shot with blurry bar. Bumpants!

A few more steps down, and we were at the top of a long shaft with a spiralling staircase. A wonder of engineering.

27.30m and 154 steps later, we reached the tracks area of the station.

One of the tunnels with entrance to what would have been the platforms. Now like Bull & Bush station, one half of the tunnel has been bricked off.

Posing at the entrance, the track state indicator on the left.

The other side of the bricked off section didn't have anything too exciting to see, no mini house for Lord Lucan to reside in or stable of unicorns. Fortunately  there were no lights here, so i could control the lighting and no nasty green blurs to lose.

Further down the tunnel either an old office or waiting room sat. An unusual feature for a ghost station or any station for that matter below ground. It appears to have to have tiling from the original station on it, so it looks like it's original and not added until after the station was closed.

The other tunnel, heading Southbound.

As with most disused stations, this one is used for storage. A cross-through between platforms.

Electrical cabinets in the Southbound tunnel. Nearby sat a set of steps up to a door with high voltage on the door.

Looking down the southbound tracks to the disused cross over. Tracks used to run into the other tunnel, so trains could be sent in different directions. The yellow devices are used for track maintenance.

A closer shot of the crossover, the Northbound track on the left, southbound on the right.

Walking through the crossover and looking down the northbound track, the station is behind the camera. A pile of ceramic caps for replacement on the live rails.

Ceramic piles, not a medical complaint that I know of.

The far end of the northbound tracks to the next station, Caledonian Rd.

Spirals, not the choccy bar from Cadburys, but a description of the shaft from surface to tracks.

The 3 tube twits who'll never get jobs as models. Stood at the crossover.

Northbound tracks, with a plate stating direction to next station and distance. This is one of the longest stretches between live stations on the Piccadilly. line.

The call went up from Speed at this point "Workers", and we all scuttled off up the stairs. I didn't actually see any workers, but I was trying to keep to the walls so I wasn't seen. Just because you see workers, doesn't mean they see you. They pass this station every day, and meeting someone who shouldn't be there must be a total rarity. Tox and Co. certainly hadn't been down here, however there was a huge yellow swastika on one of the walls.
I got to the top and Speed made of to the access point, I sat watching the bottom of the shaft for a few minutes, and didn't see any activity. So grabbed a final couple of pics, and then legged it out with Gringz. A cop car and unmarked car with blue light on came whizzing past, just as we exited the compound, but thankfully they were interested in us. We lived another day.

TRIP 2

I thought I was done with this station, but then I saw a photo by Speed of a section i hadn't seen. I decided I had to return, and took along a few new friends/explorers I'd made to give them their first disused station experience.  Things didn't start too well, as one of our number climbed over as a police car came by. However they must have been looking elsewhere incredibly. I also shredded my trousers on the palisade fencing. I hate palisade.
Once inside, we hid out on top of the old lift shaft inside the gutted former station building. Cameras sitting down the right hand side always make me jumpy. We precariously clambered around them, and were at the top of the stairs.

Unlike the last trip, the door to the toilets was open, so I popped in to see the loos were now used for storage, but had the original urinals still there.

Looking up from the base of the first flight of stairs, the toilet door is on the right at the top, just below a cctv camera!

Going down the spiral stairs, a quick check on either platform showed we were alone. And the others set about grabbing some shots. I headed straight for the area I'd not seen before. This wonderful lift hall has sat here unloved for 80 years.

To the left and right were former lift shafts. The one to the right was sealed with bricks and mortar, the one on the left by wire mesh.

The shaft on the right had bricked off doors with the lift shutters still in-situ. And, as the observant might have spotted, there's a ladder that goes up to the surface.

Crossing over to the left lift/vent shaft, one can see a crossover passage at the back of the shaft. And a crappy looking vent funnel.

The lift and vent shaft still has the rails in place for the lift that would have serviced the platforms.

A crossover further down the platform.

The above crossover had a map of the platform level, something else I'd missed before.

This being my last visit* to a disused tube station, I had a last snort on some lines, steel shiny lines.

It was then that I heard loud voices in the opposite tunnel. Thinking the others were being a bit loud, I noticed they were stood a few feet from me. "Shiiiiitt, workers!" We all scattered as Alex Residues and I went to hide in the lift shaft area, and Kaitie went to grab Max Fishbrain. Residues and I watched from the shadows three workers go by, pushing some thing that rolled down the rails. After a few minutes they were gone, and we looked around for the others. It turned out they'd managed to get to the stairs and shot up.  Everyone had what they wanted, so a good night all round.
The excitement wasn't over, as I went to check the situation outside before exiting, I managed to trip a pir that wasn't there on the previous visit. A low volume, but still effective alarm rang out, and we bolted it out of there.

*it wasn't!