Day 7: Deep in the heart of the cave

     12 bruises and counting, we set off for Enchanted Rock to encounter new challenges. We drove for an hour and a half to get to enchanted rock, all of us having to go pee and of course the bathrooms were Out-of-Order. Luckily we relieved ourselves a mile down, filling up our water bottles, snacking on Luna bars we went off to the loop trail in order to hike and scout the area where we would be caving. I was ecstatic to go caving; I thought we were going to push ourselves and get down with the dirt, but after lunch we went straight through the rock and popped out on the other side, ending the anticipated climb on a bit of a cliff hanger. All unimpressed, Mr. Watson understood our disappointment and disappeared back into the cave. Suddenly, we were presented with free time while Mr. Watson searched for a proper cave. We compared horror movies about caves because we thought that was the last of the caving, laughing and joking, we were unaware of the endeavor Mr. Watson was about to lead us on. The cave got deeper, darker, and wetter, most of us developed the Butt-Slide technique (coined term: Jodi) very early on, others suffered because of their strangely long bodies (Quillin) but excelled in the holds that required a longer stretch. Scaling and sliding, I felt like I was in one of the horror movies that we had described previously. Coming to the ending, we were greeted with an alarming sign. "DEAD", along with an arrow to a pit, was scrawled on the wall in yellow paint. Curious about this, I asked Mr. Watson to which he just replied "Oh ha that's a dead end." We ended our day with juicy, succulent, dripping (in BBQ sauce) smoked MEAT!