Mother nature kept Halifax to herself, so alas, we were politely told to move towns. Bradford was the stop but most importantly food was on the cards, everyone knows the best way to Burn off a subway footlong sandwich is by wading a half a mile or so into sub-urban terrain. Said sub-urban terrain today was Macro. After visiting the noteable Arches found within, Myself and LittleMike bid farewell to Macro, in sought of a mutha-bitch of a drain called Academy.
The arches, lost inside the drain
moi
Academy Drain
Carry on stooping, It'll get bigger soon, and surely enough it did. From the back-breaking 3 foot high we were graciously met with 9 foot wide of concrete sex. The mini fluro's proved rather beneficial and the junction chamber's made my camera smile and at the end we were acquainted with the giant organ. fucken gangsta.
Midway through, we arrive at these enormous steps
views from the midway chamber
Up the giant stairs, we reach two tunnels, we traversed the left and ended up at the processor
the processor
going back down the giant steps
As we carry on, we are greeted with more steps
moi
up the stairs
and the Academy ends in this chamber, towards the back, a combined sewer flows...this place was bloody huge
lastly upon exit, we could't leave without Mike doing a Harold Pose!
Cheers and Nuff respects to LittleMike for showing me these beasts of drains. And cheers for letting me thieve your light. bigup!
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