I’ve only done one drain before, but was too concerned at the water level to bring a camera, but tonight would be different. Despite being given a rough water level by Cavewheel “Up to your nuts I suppose” I decided it’d be OK to take a camera down.
With a less than technical access we were past the warning signs, and in.
2. Looking back
3. Even with the ambient light pouring in the camera struggled to focus. Our technologically advanced eyes are already adjusting to the darker conditions.
4. Self Portrait, and my favourite shot of the evening. 20 Sec Exposure
5. Triple Chamber, first go at a bit of light painting. 8 Sec.
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7. Me proving it does go up to your nuts
8. Thanks to surveyors marks made on the walls 40 years ago, I can accurately tell you this outfall is 710 meters from the access! We emerged to find a family fishing right by the outfall. Let’s just say they were more than a tad surprised to see four grown me emerge meters away from their bobbing floats.
9. The tunnels are beautiful, and teeming with wildlife. Spiders, bats, and even some pretty hefty carp which swim blindly into your legs.
10. Making our way back was harder than we thought. You have to walk against the current which batters your thighs. The floor was mirror smooth from 100 years of water erosion, which was coated in just enough alge to give it the quality of an ice rink. This proved a paranoia nightmare for me holding my DSLR & tripod as high as I could in one hand (not helping my centre of gravity) and tourch in the other. If I slipped the whole lot will be going under.
11. UrbanX (8 Sec)
12. Formal Group shot. UrbanX, Padds, Muffin, & Cavewheel.
13. With one half of the town disturbed by our appearance, we set about disturbing the other side by changing out our drain clothes in the high street. The splash on the right is where I stripped off…
Quote of the evening: "Does anyone know how to wear a head torch with a mohawk?" - Cavewheel
Cheers for looking.
X
With a less than technical access we were past the warning signs, and in.
2. Looking back
3. Even with the ambient light pouring in the camera struggled to focus. Our technologically advanced eyes are already adjusting to the darker conditions.
4. Self Portrait, and my favourite shot of the evening. 20 Sec Exposure
5. Triple Chamber, first go at a bit of light painting. 8 Sec.
6.
7. Me proving it does go up to your nuts
8. Thanks to surveyors marks made on the walls 40 years ago, I can accurately tell you this outfall is 710 meters from the access! We emerged to find a family fishing right by the outfall. Let’s just say they were more than a tad surprised to see four grown me emerge meters away from their bobbing floats.
9. The tunnels are beautiful, and teeming with wildlife. Spiders, bats, and even some pretty hefty carp which swim blindly into your legs.
10. Making our way back was harder than we thought. You have to walk against the current which batters your thighs. The floor was mirror smooth from 100 years of water erosion, which was coated in just enough alge to give it the quality of an ice rink. This proved a paranoia nightmare for me holding my DSLR & tripod as high as I could in one hand (not helping my centre of gravity) and tourch in the other. If I slipped the whole lot will be going under.
11. UrbanX (8 Sec)
12. Formal Group shot. UrbanX, Padds, Muffin, & Cavewheel.
13. With one half of the town disturbed by our appearance, we set about disturbing the other side by changing out our drain clothes in the high street. The splash on the right is where I stripped off…
Quote of the evening: "Does anyone know how to wear a head torch with a mohawk?" - Cavewheel
Cheers for looking.
X
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