I’ll make up for it.
Fellow followers, I apologize for the absence of posts by Nomadic Gear. However, the spring is here and we will be getting ready for the summer activities. Enjoy these sweet times of youth and freedom. We shall get together shortly.
The Tunnels of Hollywood Park
My brother and I threw ourselves into the dark tunnels of Hollywood Park today - tunnels we used to explore with the neighborhood kids years ago. We were primarily directly under 281, one of the major highways in San Antonio. We specifically wanted to see one of the passageways we never got to see as kids - usually some kind of animal stopped us from further exploration.
Today showed this to be true again. We dove deep into the uncharted tunnel passing over one hundred yards of cockroach infested concrete that was only 6 feet high. We heard it. The sounds that stopped us so long ago - bats fluttering around one of the segments of the sewer. We hugged the corner that curved left towards these creatures and talked out pros and cons of continuing past the flying rats.
During our discussion, a handful of these creatures began to dart left and right around our heads but quickly disappeared in a small ceiling hole a few feet in front of us. We don’t know if they followed us, we were already trudging back the way we came - our socks wet from the filthy pools of water that decorated the tunnel. We went down another familiar corridor that took us to the sunlight. We found where the unknown tunnel was to come out if we had continued and we could hear the bats taunting us from their nest.