Exploring rocks required great skill and patience. Everything you wanted to bring off nature must be there literally torn from a groove of roots,dangerous thorns and paying attention not to put hands on snakes that were hidden everywhere. At a certain point Mr. Wilson that was departed a little from me began to call me... "Come here Doriano...look at here !". I ran along his references....and found him engaded to get rid from vegetation what really seemed the entrance of an human construct.... Mr Wilson seemed enthusiast and a large smile he drew on the face..."This must be a sculpture Doriano, but follow me at once....Only few paces from there completely covered by plants at the first sight He seemed to point a cave, but it wasn't a cave, it was a real entrance of an undefinited building, also if it was completely covered of earth and vegetation...."Mr. Wilson is necessary the escavator, do you think I can came with it from the camp? " "Be much careful Doriano, it's very easy to remain bogged down or blocked by vegetation". To bring there the small crawler escavator was a real undertaking...I employed nearly an hour risking at every pace to stay blocked, At the end fortune helped me to arrive just under that stone access....Mr. Wilson had in the meantime discovered some designs and scripts...They belonged to the pre-classic Mayan period and this was a real revelation in this place in Guatemala....The escavator was launching sounds little reassuring, but I continued to dig and procede....At a certain point all the scene was covered by a large smoke and an entire wall collapsed at our feet. "Mr Wilson are you well?" . We both was covered by dust but Mr. Wilson didn't care and literally jumped over the pile of debris, screaming like an obsessed.. " We got it! We got it...". In effect that was the access of an ancient building.. also that it was at the moment difficult to say what kind of building... I had great difficulty to hold back Mr. Wilson to dive inside..."Please Wilson consider how many dangers maybe there...Everything can crash down from a moment to another and close us forever under earth..."You're right Doriano...we got to use prudence. We'll use poles from the camp to form a sustain to the ceiling and install some lamps." "Ok this is the way we have to proceed,what do You think about this place..It maybe a temple?" Mr Wilson cherished the beard..." It's difficult to say but it give me the idea of a kind of big store for some kind of things...not quite sure what things.... Lara the next day insisted to come and see the discovering, so helped us in the difficult operation transporting the poles....When we had a minimum security against be buried alive we went down the tunnel trying to fix some lamps connected with the external generator...The show that appeared to our eyes was worth all those sufferings...We were in a extremely large room all decorated with Mayan paintings, gereogliphics that seemed to continue in other ambients,naturally every access was closed by an amount of vegetation and earth much beyond the possibilities of our little escavator... Mr. Wilson invited us to pay attention to a strange kind of spherical construct in the middle of the room...Look at here Doriano and Lara...." this is not Mayan...these seems bricks..a much later thing for, sure built perhaps centuries later...this smells me much of Spanish...I said that i "agreed" with his theory...Was impossible that it was Mayan"...Lara instead was completely aesthatic for the mayan carved designs and observed that should be necessary many days of work to restore them...Mr. Wilson was strangely focused more on the pit and where it may lead us...We used all our resources done of shovels paddles to try to dig something till we felt less solid the layer under our work...Mr. Wilson looked at me " We have to risk...what do you think of a little charge? " Do You imagine what risks?" here can crash everything not only the pit..." " Don't we have a small charge..."" What do you say about a luminous signalling rockets? " Ohhh why not? I didn't consider we have them..."I can say it performs well but we can try... The rocket left a smoke tail that surrounded for a while everything and a terrible smell of burned...We was nearly afraid to see the results, but the rocket seemed to have forced a grea layer of earth crashing down revealing and underground passage,,,
very nice work & lovely color's
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