Tuesday, March 22, 2011

In the Cave...

1 comment:

  1. Spelunking!

    A funny name for falling into a hole. The tether around my waist is the only thing keeping me from kerplunking on the jagged rock below. Nevermind stalagtites and stalagmites (I never get those two straight) I'm concerned with the boulders that will put a major hurting on your ass.

    But, it's adventure that I crave. I save the close to the vest for Sunday school. Thankfully, I don't wear vests. Darkness and dampness, I guess, can be an ally if you are a bat or other non-essential rodent. So, given the choice between sky diving and cave diving, make mine cave diving. It saves them having to dig a hole for me. I'm already underground!

    Spelunking. You'll fall for it!