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We stopped for a couple of pictures along
the way; here is my big boy P. J. striking a thoughtful pose while my niece
Shannon looks on bemusedly.
And this is Weston,
At the cave entrance with Jess and
The cave is short, less than a hundred
feet from the trailside entrance to the lower bluff entrance, but the passage
is surprisingly spacious, up to thitry feet high or
more. This is looking in from just inside the lower entrance. It’s quite a
sight!
P. J.’s friend
Josh and Jess just below the trailside entrance.
There is a roomy ledge below the bluff
entrance, a perfect place for a rest or a picnic or meditation or for just
enjoying a nice view of the
Me and Jess.
She’s a sweetie, a fine caver and a dear friend.
Weston at the lower entrance.
Yes, before the purist cavers bellow, we are
ill-equipped. But this isn’t exactly a hardcore cave, you know.
Eventually you must return the way you
came; you could probably climb up the bluff if you absolutely had to make it a through trip, but
there’s really no reason. Jess looks out the trailside entrance on her way out.
Finally, we have this picture, and yes, I
know it has nothing whatsoever to do with the cave, but we did see this on the
way to the cave. This is a shot of
some neat-looking “mammatus” clouds we saw between
home and
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