Underground dangerous wet caves = Black water tubing, waterfall climbing, abseiling and underground flying foxes. Simple.
Our guides for the day were Jessica, an
ex-American, and “Turtle”, a kiwi girl. The usual light-hearted safety demo
followed and we kitted up into full body wetsuits with Kevlar kneepads. We then
had a quick practice on a rope, as we would be independently abseiling 35
meters down into the cave.
At the bottom it was pitch black with the
only light coming from head torches flickering off cave walls. It was quiet
with the exception of some dripping and echoed screaming from groups ahead of
us down the cave. If any of you have seen the film “The Descent”, well its
pretty much like that…except without the underground cave monsters that eat
everyone…well, not on our trip anyway.
We flew across the underground flying fox
on our harnesses and then jumped into some inner tubes to float down the
waterways. The glowworms all over the roof of the cave were amazing. It looked
like the clearest and brightest of starry nights.
Soon enough we left the inner tubes behind
to go swimming in the freezing cold black waterways, flying down slides, belly
flopping into pools and creeping through narrow tunnels that would make a
claustrophobe flip their lid.
We met a friendly little guy in the water who you
can see in the picture above. Apparently these monsters can be up to 6
feet long and 8 inches in diameter, and they live in the caves only leaving
once in their life to go all the way out to the ocean to lay eggs. The babies
then find their own way back to the caves to reunite with their parents –
pretty incredible.
We stopped twice for underground hot
chocolate from a thermos and some lush flapjacks whilst we took the time to
chat to the other guys in our tour group. We were caving with a couple from
Seattle, the guy was a Maths professor and reminded me of Ross from friends and
she was a rock surveyor. Another bloke was a naval aviator stationed in Hawaii
by the US Navy and the last bloke was a hulk of a guy with the temperament of a
teddy bear who I think I overheard worked on a rig off the coast of the states
somewhere. A cool group who were all up for a laugh.
All too quickly our 4 hours underground
were up and we headed to the surface…but not up some stairs…or an elevator…but
by climbing up a 3 tier underground waterfall.
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