Post by Sharon Faulkner on Nov 6, 2006 9:11:48 GMT -5
We had a fun Huntsville Grotto trip into Hurricane Cave (Georgia) this past Saturday, November 4. Trip leader Tommy Royston is now accomplishing new feats; we entered the cave with 10 cavers and emerged with 11 cavers.
Hurricane (for those of you who may not know) is located in the SCCi's Fox Mountain Cave Preserve. The entrance of the cave is accessed by crawling thru a culvert, which spits you out directly into the cave.
The cave starts with a short hands and knees crawling section (well... based on how tall you are), to stoop walking, and then to walking canyon passage, with narrow canyon passage at intervals. Most of the cave has a shallow stream running thru it with a couple of climb ups thrown in.
We stopped for a break in the register room, which is also the big room of the cave.
We traversed the length of the known passages in the cave and were back above ground and changed into dry clothes by 3:00 p.m., leaving time for a portion of the group to scout out the entrance to Byers Cave (destination for the December horizontal grotto trip). In addition to myself and Casey, participants on the trip were Andrew Linsenmeier, Andrew Mobley, Ohad Newton, Mark Ostrander, Randy Piggot, Andy Porter, Tommy Royston, Ethan Scarl, and Michelle Vaughn.
After the trip Casey and I drove to Sparta, Tennessee in preparation for the Sunday workday at Blue Springs Cave, which wasn't meant to be I guess. I have never visited the cave and apparently have outdated directions as some of the road names have been changed since the directions I have were written. After missing one turn and making an unnecessary loop, determination paid off and we found the correct cattle gate, no easy feat after dark. We couldn't find anyone on site and waited around for over an hour for others to show up. Not wanting to camp by ourselves in unknown territory, we gave up and called it a draw. I wrote a note to the workday crew and duct taped it to the cattle gate before Casey and I made the 3.5 hour drive back home.
Assuming we were at the correct site I'm sure someone found the note when the morning crew arrived. If we were in the wrong place, then some Tennessee landowner was probably very confused Sunday morning. ;D
Hurricane (for those of you who may not know) is located in the SCCi's Fox Mountain Cave Preserve. The entrance of the cave is accessed by crawling thru a culvert, which spits you out directly into the cave.
The cave starts with a short hands and knees crawling section (well... based on how tall you are), to stoop walking, and then to walking canyon passage, with narrow canyon passage at intervals. Most of the cave has a shallow stream running thru it with a couple of climb ups thrown in.
We stopped for a break in the register room, which is also the big room of the cave.
We traversed the length of the known passages in the cave and were back above ground and changed into dry clothes by 3:00 p.m., leaving time for a portion of the group to scout out the entrance to Byers Cave (destination for the December horizontal grotto trip). In addition to myself and Casey, participants on the trip were Andrew Linsenmeier, Andrew Mobley, Ohad Newton, Mark Ostrander, Randy Piggot, Andy Porter, Tommy Royston, Ethan Scarl, and Michelle Vaughn.
After the trip Casey and I drove to Sparta, Tennessee in preparation for the Sunday workday at Blue Springs Cave, which wasn't meant to be I guess. I have never visited the cave and apparently have outdated directions as some of the road names have been changed since the directions I have were written. After missing one turn and making an unnecessary loop, determination paid off and we found the correct cattle gate, no easy feat after dark. We couldn't find anyone on site and waited around for over an hour for others to show up. Not wanting to camp by ourselves in unknown territory, we gave up and called it a draw. I wrote a note to the workday crew and duct taped it to the cattle gate before Casey and I made the 3.5 hour drive back home.
Assuming we were at the correct site I'm sure someone found the note when the morning crew arrived. If we were in the wrong place, then some Tennessee landowner was probably very confused Sunday morning. ;D