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Friday, April 24, 2015
U is for Underground
Ah, yes, caving in Grade Six.
We had learned all about the limestone cycle and about stalagmites and stalactites, so for our camping trip that year we had to experience it all first hand.
Cave exploration is not for the weak of heart, or weak of body. It is very strenuous, and some of the small crevices and rock ledges were, well, shall we say, a bit of a tight squeeze for this old girl.
However, I did it! and when I had hoisted myself up the last ledge of a waterfall we were climbing I heard my class singing a Gregorian chant in this gorgeous limestone cavern.
It was heaven, or at least what I imagine heaven to be.
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Damned physical this teaching gig of yours. I'm claustrophobic so the caves would've totally freaked me out
ReplyDeleteIt certainly was. That same camping trip I repelled down a rock face! eek!
DeleteOh you definitely go WAY above and beyond the call of duty! I'm in awe. When MUCH younger I abseiled with a Year 7... once... never again...
DeleteWhen I was in college I got into spelunking for a period. It helped me overcome some fears and it was a fascinating pursuit. Eventually I started having new fears and would have nightmare's about being trapped in caves. I've always been claustrophobic.
ReplyDeleteI stopped the spelunking on my own in the wilder caves, but have continued to enjoy commercial caves and those caverns operated by the government park systems as they feel a lot safer. Being underground is an incredible world to visit.
Arlee Bird
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