S**t, I’m Going To Die
I looked down and thought to myself:” Yep, that must be it. I will die in a hole. In a very tight dark hole with somebody’s boots in my face.” Then I said: “Cool, let’s go” and sled my sorry behind into a cave that our guide called a Laundry Shute.
The story could start like this. Once upon a time, 5 lesbians and 1 lesbian wanna be gathered to have the time of their lives. What could be better than to dress up in coveralls, put helmets with flashlights on, and go caving?
I would love to say that I had deep life changing thoughts in my head and that I came out a changed woman and turned straight…ha..ha..ha…
Nope, not going to happen. But I will say: fear is in your head and has always been there. As less you think and more you do, as less time you have to come up with all kinds of horrifying outcomes.
Close your eyes and jump - is the best advice somebody once gave me. And I followed that advice on our muddy, dirty, and full of laughter caving adventure. I just wish they were a bit more detail oriented. My advise to somebody would be – close your eyes and jump but remember to watch your tail bone. (learned it the hard way).
I guess, the fact that we trusted each other with our lives made this adventure more enjoyable as none of us had to look over our shoulders in fear that you are left behind. Feeling friends in front and behind is the best feeling ever when the lights are out and you are feeling your way with your hands and knees in total darkness.
I had no clue how awesome that would feel to touch somebody’s boots and pants and be touched and bumped from behind while you are on all your 4 crawling through dirt, mud, sharp rocks, and spiders. I heard there were wood rats but none of them came out to greet us as so many women at the same time in one place can be scary.
I did have a few reminders during our awesome caving adventure.
- trust is huge. When you trust in yourself, when you trust in people around you, when you trust that everything happens for a reason and you trust that it is the right thing, you turn into a little dare-devil
- having somebody thrilled and excited in front of you allows you to forget your own fears
- when you jump, it is not as bad as you thought it would be (just watch out for those rocks that might take your tail bone out)