Friday, August 9, 2019

Hades Hotel p1- The Excavation of Mr. Brunel


Awhile back, I wrote a series of posts highlighting real locations suitable for a secret lair or dungeon crawl in the heart of Victorian London.  Here’s another terrific subterranean space ready for an adventure.

The curves of the River Thames slither through London cutting the metropolis in half. The river is an essential waterway for shipping goods into the heart of Southern England. Unfortunately in the early 1800s, transporting cargo the short distance between London’s southern shore to the river Thames' northern shore was a chaotic mess. Additional bridges would help move foot traffic but also add obstacles in the water, worsening nautical congestion in the world's busiest port. To several inventive dreamers, the solution was not to cross over the river, but beneath it.

In 1821, the French expatriate engineer, Marc Isambard Brunel, left a debtors-prison in Southwark London, after the intervention of his influential patrons. They convinced the English government to pay the inventor’s debts on the condition that he use his inventing genius for England and not the Russian court. Brunel focused his keen but eccentric mind on the problems of tunneling under the river Thames. Both Ralf Dodd’s previous attempt in 1798 and Robert Vazie’s in 1802 ended disastrously when the excavations burrowed into banks of quicksand. Brunel devised an excavation method which reinforced the tunnel walls while his patented “tunnel shield” (an immensely heavy scaffold) braced the forward diggings from collapse. In 1824, Brunel raised enough money to begin this monumental project by selling shares in his Thames Tunnel Company for £50 each. He chose a narrow point in the Thames between Rotherhithe in the south and Wapping in the north. Construction started on March 2, 1825.

His crew began by assembling a massive 50 ft wide iron ring and constructing a 40ft tall circular brick wall atop the ring near the shore in Rotherhithe. As diggers removed the soil beneath the 1,000-ton tower, its weight drove it into the ground, transforming the tower into a shaft wall. When the ring reached its designated depth of 75 ft in January, the real terrors began.

A worker fell to his death down the shaft that July. This tragedy opened a flood of disease, death, and delirium plaguing the laborers in the tunnel. Work was hard and slow. Thirty-six miners dug out the earth from behind the relative safety of the 80 ton tunneling shield as another team of bricklayers behind them lined the newly exposed excavations with 2 feet of brick and concrete.  Once they had excavated a uniform 4 ½ inches across the shield’s face they pushed the mighty scaffold forward with jacks and began again. Men worked in eight-hour shifts, often wading up to their knees in brown and black river water tainted by every possible pollutant of 19th century London. Natural gasses sifted up through the ground, fouling the air and explosively igniting near open flames. Temperatures under the river fluctuated horribly, swinging 30 degrees in an hour. A host of maladies ranging from permanent blindness to diarrhea to nervous collapse destroyed the miners or sent them to lunatic asylums. In 1828, a flood halted all work on the tunnel with 549 feet finished. Although Brunel stopped the flow by dropping bags of clay into the Thames over the leak, the Thames Tunnel Company was now broke.

After seven years of lobbying, the Thames Tunnel Company convinced the British government to loan them £246,000, enough to build a new and improved tunnel shield and to finally reach Wapping’s shore four years later. Laborer’s sunk a second shaft into the dirt of the north shore. Thirteen months later, the Thames Tunnel Company completed the Thames Tunnel.

The Thames Tunnel opened to the public on March 25, 1843.  Sightseers and Londoners alike walked down its 1,300 feet length for one penny a head toll and praised it as “The Eighth Wonder of the World”.  Brunel’s wonder earned him a knighthood from Queen Victoria, but soon  his glorious achievement decayed into the gloomy cesspool known as the Hades Hotel.

Next week, we’ll look at the sad decline of the Thames Tunnel in the 1850s and the strange life of its denizens.

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