>>2829821
exploring the unknown is innately human and frankly one of the few ways we can create a sense of adventure in this guardrailed modern life.

I'm from a small New England town that was inhabited quite early and the colonists cohabited with Injuns for a long time, beginning almost 100 years before the USA was established. so many old farms and caves and root cellars, very old cemeteries, lots of urban legends about colonial and Indian lore. I love following the old stonewalls through the woods and finding 300yr old foundations, the creepiest fucking forest of thick old cedar where the sun never touches the ground, where the colonists stopped their farms and never ventured themselves.

also of course along the rivers in town are many dilapidated brick mills and factories from the late 1700s and 1800s with crazy catacombs underneath where the river used to power equipment. we found deteriorated wooden crates of dynamite in one of the tunnels, if we fucking sneezed the whole place could have blown.

also some of the earliest railroad lines on the continent run through and there are lots of ruins and old trestles and even wreckage from 100+ year old train derailments discarded along the way. Almost every weekend my friends and I would snupe around the train tracks at night exploring and mischieving.

I wish we would find more old and crazy shit. I need to start scouring the river bends for arrowheads and such