My Dad told me a story of when he used to live here (Lamanon) when he was around 14 yrs. old, he, his dad (my Grandfather), and some of Dad’s friends went to a cave where bats roosted. Well, in the cave, they saw the bats and decided that Mrs. Harris (my Grandmother) was a “very good housekeeper” so she deserved a present. A pet, to be exact. So, they brought the pet home and released him. In the house! Well, I Don’t need to tell you what happened next.
Anyway, yesterday Jonathan and I got to see the cave. It is a man-made cave that goes in very far. When you first enter, you go down a flight of steps. At the bottom you turn left and you see a small calcite “cathedral” I think they call it. Well, just above it is a “window” into a water source. Now this water is calcium-rich, so as the water drips down it forms calcite stalactites. I managed to get a few small stalactites but the bigger ones were too hard to reach. A while ago, someone put a piece of wood down there and now it’s almost completely covered in calcite!
Later on, Jonathan and I came back with flashlights to try to get to the back of the cave, though we were stopped by a deep pit and though we could have gotten across, that would mean touching wall. And with all the spiders, that was out of the question. Right above that there were some weird mushrooms growing on the cave wall. Oh, no bats, but the spiders were huge, and we even found a toad!
As Jonathan and I were down there, we started thinking of all the creepiest things possible like Tom Sawyer when he got stuck in the cave, and Gollum sneaking up from behind, and all the stories of The Hermit’s Cave, and the Sherlock Holmes murders, and poisonous snakes, and tarantulas, and the part of the movie Lord of the Rings when the Uruk-Hai are advancing towards Helm’s Deep, and hearing The Drums in the Deep; boom… boom… boom… boom…, and hundreds of other things. Ugh! Shivers are going down my spine even as I type!