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Here's Melancholy outside the entrance (or exit, if you happen to be rain water and are coming from the opposite direction). |
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I don't know why I wore hip waders for
this. I think they were already sitting out on the front porch and
were the most convenient thing to grab when we decided to go. I should
have checked what the editors of GQ recommended.
The square part is newer and runs under the parking lot of a recently-constructed church. (Yeah, like we need another.) |
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Since the tunnel empties into a waterway in the woods, the raccoons find it very enticing, although I would be surprised if they found anything to eat other than roaches in here. I know a Chinese restaurant like that. |
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A few dry patches. I've had a few of those myself. |
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Melancholy checked out a side tunnel, but it really didn't go anywhere interesting like to another main tunnel or an exclusive nightclub. |
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Before very long, it grew too short to walk through standing up. This is when I acquired the ambition to clone my own Mini-Me. |
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I ran up ahead at that point to confirm and, yep, it just kept getting smaller... |
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...so we headed back home or had a near-death experience depending on how you want to interpret the image. |
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