If you can imagine crawling on your knees against the rough direction of a cheese grater – that is how this felt. It was dark (no kidding), but in the sense that even with light there was only an oppressive gloom. Compare the light and atmosphere in here to places like Dewdney’s, Little Stream and the Natural Marble Bridge. Oh, and did I mention the smell?
Oh, BTW, the guy who left a comment and posted as “Idiot” you hit the nail on the head. Did your parents call you that or did you suddenly have this flash of self awareness?