going_undergound

After a crap night on the beer i had my heart set on chirping me sel’ up by finding the entrance to a tunnel/dis used air raid shelter.

I’d heard alot about the Victoria tunnel on the net and from d’Mitz. I’d been sessioning the urban exploration forums and pounding the google search a few days before so i had a fair idea of what i was looking for and where i had to go. Its really amazing what you can find out on the internet. The history lesson goes like this, tunnel was built to take coal from spital tongues to the river, come the war they turned it into an air raid shelter and built a few entrances, at the finish of the war they blocked up most the entrances and left it there. A drunken stumble from the town and a drunken fumble in a bush and id found what id came to see. I was undergound alone in the dark with only my camera phone to light the way. I was fukkin buzzing. This was closely followed by a total skitz when i thought a tramp or some sort of ghoul might be lurking waiting to get me. The recce was done. Skipped all the way home proud as punch.

After too many flake outs I got a tunnel exploring partner and hit it for session 2 a few nights later. Tooled up this time with a wind up torch and a pound shop led number nothing could stop us. We spent 1 and a half hours undergound mooching all the tunnnels we could. We saw an amazing hatch but bottled the climb as i didnt feel like meeting michael burke for a 999 real life rescue.

‘This place stinks of shit, You think its a shit pipe?’

‘er yeah lets gan’

next stop the southern section