Cave In

My name is Rob, and I'm a slacker. Time flies sometimes. What I thought was a week of missed postings has actually been two.


Anyhow, here we are in the second week of March, and I'm gonna write about Valentine's Day.

It's ok. Just pretend it's a month ago.

I was supposed to be in North Carolina and travelling back home on Valentine's Day this year. This was both awesome and awful all at once. Awesome because I wasn't going to have to plan anything. Awful because I was going to be out of town that day.

Well, as it turned out, I didn't leave town after all because of the snowpocalypse. This, as most things do, turned out for the best.  I planned, and executed, a thing.

That morning was cold, and dreary, and gross. What better to do than go caving?!

And that's what we did. We visited Cathedral Caverns.

We showed up just after noon, when the tour was supposed to have left. Pulling into the parking lot, it seemed a little sparse.

When we walked up to the ticket booth, inquiring if a tour had just left, the gentlemen behind the counter said something to the effect of:

"Uh... you're the first two people today. Let me see if I can't find someone to lead a tour for you."

He did, and we got a private tour of the cave system.

Kick ass!

The tour guide was as laid-back as can be, and was all kinds of excited to tell us everything he could about the cave.

We got to take our time, ooh and ah over all the formations, ask questions and get detailed answers.

Oh, and I brought my camera, so I got to take some pictures.

That's what you're here for right?

Check out my flickr page to see everything I walked away with!