Last night I got invited to a clandestine bike ride in subterranean pipe(s). We could ride for miles. It was surprising how much architecture there is to see.
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Large terminus stairs leading to other levels. |
The stairs lead up to other levels. Some are large and wide but others are tight and come off the sides of the mains. I didn't follow any up very far. There are many flows in what could best be described as crawls. Obviously we didn't enter them but our lights would go a 100 feet or more and then dim out to black.
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side passage stairs |
As you would expect the sound of water is only attenuated by great distances so you are always moving away from one and into another grand sound of falling water.
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Another end |
Like a Ship In A Bottle, the first question is "How did you get in there?" and just like the craftsman of the ships, we don't really say.
excellent post! I love the last sentence.
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