Been messing online since the 80s and being the same pain in the ass since forever, also been exploring the woods and abandoned buildings. We never had flashlights. I carried a 35 mil SLR camera, no flash. Abandoned mines are the most scary, which is why I’m glad we didn’t bring light, we might have made even worse decisions. So, I object.
Oh man. So I do a fair bit of adventurous shit. Been rock climbing for over a decade now - had a few close calls. Lots of experience caving and canyoneering. Almost got murdered hitchhiking once. I’ve had friends die in the mountains, and saved friends from dying in the mountains.
Mines scare the shit out of me. Far less geologically stable than caves, and with much higher potential for poisonous gasses. Every time I see a mine entrance, I want to explore it - then remember the risks and nope the fuck out of there.
There was an old industrial building of some sort me and my friends in college used to frequent, because it was fascinating. We never did figure out what it was decisively, but sewage treatment was our best guess (it certainly no longer smelled). Place was falling apart. There was a bit where the metal stairs had rotted away, and there was a ~10 foot drop into a basement filled with water. We loved looking at that. On the stairs.
It’s a miracle none of us died.
We were heartbroken when we came back one day, after months of enjoying it, to find it being demolished for something or other. RIP.
You get it. One time several stories up an abandoned building in West Virginia, accidentally almost stepped on a sleeping guy and we found some “walk in coolers” - where the light dies.
Been messing online since the 80s and being the same pain in the ass since forever, also been exploring the woods and abandoned buildings. We never had flashlights. I carried a 35 mil SLR camera, no flash. Abandoned mines are the most scary, which is why I’m glad we didn’t bring light, we might have made even worse decisions. So, I object.
“Online” was different before 1997. BBS and AOL were novelties. Messing around was as serious as it got.
shitposting was more involved back then I guess, modems and baud rates n’at
Oh man. So I do a fair bit of adventurous shit. Been rock climbing for over a decade now - had a few close calls. Lots of experience caving and canyoneering. Almost got murdered hitchhiking once. I’ve had friends die in the mountains, and saved friends from dying in the mountains.
Mines scare the shit out of me. Far less geologically stable than caves, and with much higher potential for poisonous gasses. Every time I see a mine entrance, I want to explore it - then remember the risks and nope the fuck out of there.
You ain’t wrong friend. Honestly I made the right decision for silly reasons when I never went into a mine.
Ah ha, so you WERE staying inside!
There was an old industrial building of some sort me and my friends in college used to frequent, because it was fascinating. We never did figure out what it was decisively, but sewage treatment was our best guess (it certainly no longer smelled). Place was falling apart. There was a bit where the metal stairs had rotted away, and there was a ~10 foot drop into a basement filled with water. We loved looking at that. On the stairs.
It’s a miracle none of us died.
We were heartbroken when we came back one day, after months of enjoying it, to find it being demolished for something or other. RIP.
You get it. One time several stories up an abandoned building in West Virginia, accidentally almost stepped on a sleeping guy and we found some “walk in coolers” - where the light dies.