A sense of relief
In total, since we entered the tunnel and the only source of fresh air, we have travelled about 216 metres, (708 feet) inside the wall of a volcano.
Light tufa particles float in the air and this gets in the lungs. There is no light – the pictures shown don’t do justice to the inky blackness. There is not a single sound except for those created by yourself. Under sensory deprivation, something few experience in their whole lives, feelings of panic can easily take over. Comfort and safety is a long way away.
Here we can at least turn around and go back the way we came. We have just come through a hole, like a cork in a bottle which is just shoulder width and slightly less than that high. We have been crawling with our faces in an immense quantity of loose dirt earth and rubble.
Which tunnel we choose actually does not matter, because they both join up at exactly the same place, which is behind the rubble wall that was built at the Dividing of the Ways. We left these a long way back in the story of these tunnels.
The illuminated view shown here is lit by a single light. At the end of the left tunnel we can see the rubble wall – the right one shows solid rock.
most of the images on this page arent viewable so you might need to fix that. like four images are missing.
I am most grateful to you for bringing this to my attention. Thank you. Hopefully the links have been fixed.