Lasham - Humbly Grove Oil Field and Gas Storage

Humbly Grove Oil Field and Gas Storage

The Humbly Grove oil field, north and east of the airfield, was discovered in 1980 and production began in 1984, with up to 1000 barrels a day of crude oil being piped to the terminal at Holybourne, near Alton. In 1995 the oil field was developed into an underground gas storage facility, with a gas pipeline linking it to the national gas grid at Barton Stacey. The replenished gas cap on the oil field increased the pressure on the remaining oil, boosting production and increasing the lifetime of the extraction.

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