I have been proper caving twice. Once, in Budapest, I got stuck in a little hole called the Winnie the Pooh for about 15 minutes. That was nerve-wracking, but I could see other people so it wasn’t so bad.
In Georgia, I went with well trained cavers from my school. We belly crawled through a slot so small I had to turn my head sideways to fit. It was cold, wet, and very scary. I have rarely felt as much relief as I did upon emerging.
In Georgia, I went with well trained cavers from my school. We belly crawled through a slot so small I had to turn my head sideways to fit. It was cold, wet, and very scary. I have rarely felt as much relief as I did upon emerging.