Posted March 23, 200817 yr As I said in the previous Centralia thread, I did go back in early December. I took my friend along and we battled the cold and had a fun and daring trip. Since it was cold, the steam from the fires below was so thick that my friend Travis and I could barely see each other. This is a small thread but it gives you the classic look of Centralia, Pennsylvania. Seriously guys, for anyone who plans to come here, PLEASE use some common sense. This is a dangerous place and it's no joke. The ground isn't stable in many places. It can and will cave in or collapse under too much pressure. So, don't take your trucks or SUV's over a hill that looks sturdy, because it probably isn't. If you want to see the whole collection of Centralia photos, go to the gallery on my website. Basically this hill has subsided. This might have been either an old chimney or some kind of brick oven. A "coal mountain" in the distance. Travis testing the ground to see how warm it is. A road to an old quarry. Even through tragedy, beauty still seems to present itself. The beautiful Pennsylvania mountains. You can barely see Travis through the steam. It was maybe 30 degrees that day, but that steam felt like a sauna. If you come though, don't stay near the steam for too long because the gases are very toxic. On to the abandoned portion of PA 61. The graffiti on 61 was abundant so I decided to spray a little bit. I'll end it with Travis's contribution to the town.
March 24, 200817 yr Awesome! "You don't just walk into a bar and mix it up by calling a girl fat" - buildingcincinnati speaking about new forumers
March 24, 200817 yr Good photos! I'd be afraid the ground might open up and swallow me into hell. I didn't know "sweet & innocent" people went to hell.
March 25, 200817 yr I didn't know "sweet & innocent" people went to hell. An old prospector walks his tired old mule into a western town one day He'd been out in the desert for about six months without a drop of whiskey. He walked up to the first saloon he came to and tied his old mule to the hitch rail. As he stood there brushing some of the dust from his face and clothes, a young gunslinger walked out of the saloon with a gun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other. The young gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed, saying, 'Hey old man, have you ever danced?' The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, 'No, I never did dance. I just never wanted to.' A crowd had gathered by then and the gunslinger said, 'Well, you old fool, you're gonna' dance now,' and started shooting at the old man's feet. The old prospector was hopping a round and everybody was laughing. When the gunslinger fired his last bullet, he holstered his gun and turned around to go back into the saloon. The old man reached up on the mule, drew his shotgun, and pulled both hammers back making a double clicking sound. The gunslinger heard the sound and everything got quiet. The crowd watched as the gunslinger slowly turned around looking down both barrels of the shotgun. The old man asked, 'Did you ever kiss a mule square on the ass?' The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, 'No. But I've always wanted to.' The lessons from this story are 1. Don't waste ammunition. 2. Don't mess with old guys.
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