November 10, 2004
A road to Nowhere
Guess what I did over the weekend? You're right, SUOC!
While some of us consider running away from our new overlord, the rest of us are happy to cool out and see things through. Myself, I'm learning to kayak the right way (rolls first) at a SUOC rolling session in the gym swimming pool. Lots of good instructors make sure that I can flip myself over when the inevitable happens. I managed to get a somewhat shaky roll down, and with practice I started screwing it up big-time. So I'll be back this coming weekend to make things perfect.
We went deep into Onesquethaw cave on Sunday, me with an aching shoulder. It is a gorgeous one, with an beautifully carved opening (much easier to crawl into than Clarksville, too). We tramped into it for hours, admiring the neat-o rock formations and fun barnyard smells before getting too cold and tired and calling it quits. Then we got somewhat lost trying to find out way out, making for a total trip time of about 5 hours. Thank goodness for Burgelene underwear, which kept me warm the whole time. I even lead a blind exit, where we turned off our headlamps for the last stretch of cave and I felt around trying to tell the group how to navigate over what I found. It was pretty dicey -- there were some climbs to go up -- but the reward of coming out into sinking sun twilight on fully-opened pupils was just amazing
The way home from the cave was equally fun, as my car hit 200,000 miles. That's quite a ways, and it will definitely hit many more miles as the winter wears on.







by reid
on March 06, 2011
by reid
on November 23, 2009