So when some of my roommates and one of my roommates mom that was visiting for the weekend went to some of the caves out here, I'm not really sure why I agreed to go. I guess because I had nothing better to do, and I had heard that they really weren't that bad.
It turns out, it wasn't bad at all. We had to do all of the above. Crawl, hunch down, etc.
I used to say to myself "What causes people to think about climbing Mt. Everest, or crawl into caves, or whatever their crazy outdoor adventure might be?"
But the thing is, I can start to see it now. When we were in the caves I wanted to keep going. I wanted to see what was in there, how far it went, how far we could go.
I'll admit, I got a little creeped out, and once in a while I would think "Man, it sure would suck if this thing collapsed."
Luckily it didn't.