Where the drain changes shape from round concrete to arched brick.
As my friend Jonathan would say, “on a human scale.”
Sarah in Miller Creek Drain.
There is a flipped tram car about a third of the way down the cliff.
A long tunnel stretches toward the Mississippi. Was this the route Model Ts took on their way to waiting barges?
On my first visit to the roundhouse, the control booth was extant.
Play on, Hunter. (Two keys worked on this thing.)
One of my favorite pictures of the tunnel. I am holding a bike rim and wearing a headlamp. My friend triggered the flash just behind my lower back. The fog is a temperature inversion at the entrance of the tunnel; it was 102 degrees outside of the tunnel and about 50 degrees inside, and humid.
Would you wait and risk getting flooded out, or intentionally get minor burns?