Intergalactic, Planetary
Planetary, Intergalactic.
The Lewis and Clark Caverns state park is about 45 minutes from my house.
Late this afternoon, Stanette and I met the Bells clan in Three Forks and drove to the caverns.
None of us had been there.
Yesterday, I was shooting shotguns, dodging rattlesnakes and listening to classified naval info from Iraq, Lybia, Cuba and Viet Nam.
Today, I was 900 feet below the ground.
A rare species of long-eared bat lives there, and they were flitting around like oversize moth-birds.
Aden kept asking if there were monsters in the beginning, and I said, "No monsters, only Dodely-Doe."
He repeated that throughout our 2 hour underground excursion.
He wouldn't say "spelunking," though.
As you can see, it was an absolute trip.
Some rancher found this cave complex and started exploring it and taking people inside. Eventually, Teddy Rooseveldt declared it a National Park, under the umbrella of Yellowstone National Park. Yellowstone was the first National Park.
Nobody had time to tend to it initially, so the Yellowstone rangers would come and put a new lock on the gate every 6 months. The rancher would be right behind them, cutting the lock, putting his own on, and taking people in the cave.
Words don't do it justice.
I love Montana. People thought I was crazy for moving here. I think everybody who doesn't want to live here is crazy.
Tomorrow, Bells and I are kayaking Bear Trap Canyon on the Madison River.
There is a big rapid called the Kitchen Sink.
We'll see.
We'll see.
Late this afternoon, Stanette and I met the Bells clan in Three Forks and drove to the caverns.
None of us had been there.
Yesterday, I was shooting shotguns, dodging rattlesnakes and listening to classified naval info from Iraq, Lybia, Cuba and Viet Nam.
Today, I was 900 feet below the ground.
A rare species of long-eared bat lives there, and they were flitting around like oversize moth-birds.
Aden kept asking if there were monsters in the beginning, and I said, "No monsters, only Dodely-Doe."
He repeated that throughout our 2 hour underground excursion.
He wouldn't say "spelunking," though.
As you can see, it was an absolute trip.
Some rancher found this cave complex and started exploring it and taking people inside. Eventually, Teddy Rooseveldt declared it a National Park, under the umbrella of Yellowstone National Park. Yellowstone was the first National Park.
Nobody had time to tend to it initially, so the Yellowstone rangers would come and put a new lock on the gate every 6 months. The rancher would be right behind them, cutting the lock, putting his own on, and taking people in the cave.
Words don't do it justice.
I love Montana. People thought I was crazy for moving here. I think everybody who doesn't want to live here is crazy.
Tomorrow, Bells and I are kayaking Bear Trap Canyon on the Madison River.
There is a big rapid called the Kitchen Sink.
We'll see.
We'll see.
posted by Joe at
11:55 PM
2 Comments:
Caves rule! If you ever get a chance to ramble over to the Rapid City/Deadwood area of South Dakota, check out Wind Cave or Jewel Cave.
Awesome cave-y thing pictures. Have to admit some do look like monsters...others like giant melting wedding cakes, pipe organs, or mac & cheese that blew up in the microwave.
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