ADAM HAYDOCK

The days preceeding the tragic events that occured in Blowing Hole Cave last saturday have been difficult, but there was no question about a return trip back into Blowing Hole Cave to recover the gear that has been left behind including Tim's items.   The other objective was to clean up any other signs of human foot traffic to bring the cave back to its original and pristine condition. 

I drove down and we discussed the trip we had last weekend with Tim and were able to talk through a lot of the challenges we faced after the event happened.  It was really helpful for us as well as for the others involved to discuss the events that took place on that cold night.  Going to Tim's services in Indianapolis was difficult but it was necessary to bring some more closure to the incident as well as to talk to Tim's loved ones to ensure them that Tim was in the best of hands and well cared for when Tim was with us on his last cave trip.  We discussed some of Tim's passions and heard some amazing stories of how Tim ceaselessly dedicated his life by selflessly caring for others around him as well as how impactful Tim's outlook on life had on the lives of so many people.   

After leaving the services and the celebration of life party at Brenda's house, Phil Goldman, Brian Hunsaker and I, went to Chris Parks house to refresh ourselves with spirits of some of Kentucky's finest before passing out where we layed our bodies to rest. 



 

 We entered the sub 50 degree water passage and stopped at the raft room to a breather.   The SS Cottrell was stashed for the last few years so Sue and Sue brought the inflatable kayak back to the entrance while the rest of us pursued the main river passage through the cave. 

I was meaning to get a picture of this formation section in blowing hole since it appears to be one of the only formation rooms in the cave so Chris and I took a picture while everyone else pursued deeper into the caves river passage system.  We get to the place where Tim and I had  our Mermaid conversation last week and we all took a quick break to adjust clothing, gear, and make sure we are fit to continue on through the submarine waterfall crawl passage and into the upper level passage where the water seemed to be a bit colder than the lower stream passage.

It peaked my interest just a bit more to think that if the water is a bit colder than it must be flowing from a place near or at the surface since it has been cold and has had time to chill a bit more than the heated 54 degree cave water that we have encountered previously.  As we traversed past the breakdown mountain and into the water, with every meander bend we made, we go closer and closer to the site.  Everyone seemed to be calm and collective.  I took the lead and blasted our new Fenix TK 76 underwater to see if we could find any items that were previously dropped from last week.  The light lit up the clear cave water like a swimming pool.  It was a nice and new perspective to see how the bottom looked including the foots steps coming in and out from last weeks events. The cave critters that lurked in the darkness all of a sudden found themselves being noticed with the help of a 2600 lumen light that might have shined more light on them that they will ever see in their lives.  We made it around the final bend and we saw the gear as we left it. We are here.

 Some of it was moved to the side and other items where in the same exact place we left it.  It was good to be back at the site to show our other cavers the site and to continue to bring closure to some of us that were there the week prior.  Everyone came together to start assembling a system of carrying the diving gear and Tim's items out of the cave while I went back to the ear dipper site to see if I could find anything else on the ground.  As I swam the clear waters with this massive sun beam search light, I looked to my left and right and I could see last weeks foot prints, both shallow and deep which was a reminder of our foot steps before, during, and after the tragic events that happened. It was almost like a swim back in time where the battle torn mud banks gave signs of human impact and travel.  I came up to the ear dipper itself and looked to my right to see where I was holding Tim and where my foot steps were self driven into the mud bank while I administered CPR.  To my right I found pink gloves at the bottom of the river with a blind fish suspended over the gloves almost knowing that these have been placed here recently.  I picked up the gloves and brought them back with me.  I came back and had Chris and I take a picture of where our project has ended.  for now at least...

We have many Indiana and TAG cave dive projects to pursue but want to bring a sense of closure to this project which has left a lot of questions unanswered....why the water is colder in the upper passage, why is the water higher, what the sump looks like and where will the sump lead.   Maybe one day we will return but for now, and for the future, this project will be filed back in the archives. 

After everyone started the traverse back, Kevin, Seth and I swam under the duck under to see what was beyond where we left off.  Suprisingly, it was pretty low air space between the water line and ceiling ( maybe 6 inches) for hundreds of feet which opened for a brief moment and quickly closed up again.  I wonder what Dave really meant when he said to Tim, "the water level seems to be the some of the highest levels I have ever seen". Did something happen to the sump to create this???  We turned around and made our exit out of the cave within two and a half hours from leaving the site.  Everyone helped haul the gear out and we made it to the exit without any issues just as the sun was setting. 

This team that assembled to help us retrieve our gear is a team I cant thank enough.   Kevin, Dave, Patty, Seth, Phil, and Brian, thank you for helping us get all the gear out of the cave as well as helping to bring the cave back to its original condition. Chris and I would have had a really hard time getting everything out so I appreciate it.  As for Blowing Hole Cave, it has been an interesting two weeks for me with this cave.   Our expectations of diving to discover what is beyond the promising sump that ended in a loss of our fellow friend and caver, Tim McLain,  has brought us a lot of emotions and questions of the fate in this particular project.  Furthermore, the massive effort that came together to assist in the love, honor, and respect that we have for one another in our caving community, brought the best of us together in so many ways.  Blowing Hole Cave will not be forgotten as well as the memories Tim McLain shared with me in my life, but I also have to be so thankful for the experiences I went through last weekend.  For now,  My return to Blowing Hole Cave will not be for a long time,  but one day, I may return, with an objective to discover whats beyond the sump and to share the stories with the members of that team by speaking to the  passion Tim had as well as telling the stories on that through Blowing Hole Cave. 

Below is a typical view of the river passage we encountered in blowing hole cave.  Sometimes the water would be knee deep and at other times it would be up to our neck. Under the murky water are large sharp rocks that slowly dig themselves into your wetsuit and mental state of mind by zapping your energy as you traverse the unforgiving cold waters in this river passage.  3 miles each way of this kind of passage as well as squeeze crawling, made for an interesting experience but to continue to sump dive into the unknown gave these occasions minor inconviences. 

Rest In Peace Tim McLain

I got picked me up from work and we started to head out to Indiana for a weekend of...wait hold on.....You know what?.. this is not a typical trip report and this was not a typical weekend of caving activities.   A trip into the Binkley's cave system through the Blowing Hole cave section was a trip to explore a sump 3 miles into this cave which had signs showing that the underwater passage may come up to a low air space passage that could have continued to reward us with discovering brand new cave to explore.   The exploratory journey unfolded and as we were approaching the last bit of river passage to the sump, we had experienced a tragedy that would effect the caving community and activate a large scale assemblage of our fellow brother and sister cavers in what would become a historic event for the American caving community. 

We made it to Chris's house to get a good nights sleep and get ready for this trip.  We got up early and meet up in Corydon IN at Fredricks café with Dave Everton, Gary Roberson, Laura Young, April McKay, Nick Benton, Tim McLain, Rand Heazlitt, and Seth Gower.  We all had breakfast and discussed our plan to bring the gear into the cave while Gary talked about the sump with me.  Gary described this sump as a typical side passage with mud banks and flat ceiling that ends in a shelf with the water rising to the ceiling and the floor dropping down..   He estimated the dimensions to be low to the point where we will be ceiling walking and any movement would stir up the already silted water to a state where we will have zero viz.  I was more concerned about bumping the tanks into breakdown boulders that I can't see in the zero viz which might create a rupture resulting in a free flow.  There is a host of other concerns but this is what I was initially thinking about.
We finished up with breakfast and everyone was fired up to get in the cave and help assist with gear handling so we could get to the sump for the dive. Tim was really excited to be assisting the trip and finding out what was beyond the sump. He told me he felt that we are taking the project to a new level by diving inside the cave to look for new cave.  Tim was a guy that loved to find new passage and would push hard while dragging caving gear through the muddiest and most grueling squeeze passages cavers can imagine to find more passages inside caves.  Ask any of us and we would all say Tim is one of those guys you knew would be right behind you exploring a new passage or getting into a nasty crawl. I remember when we went to Devils Graveyard cave and Tim was telling me that this cave is just to beautiful to end so he went down and continued to look for passage opportunities. Blowing Hole Cave was one of Tim's favorite caves and he helped to make the connection from Binkley's Cave to Blowing Hole Cave that extended the Indiana Speleological Survey Binkley Project for miles.  This connection made the Binkley System the 11th longest cave in the United States.

  We get to the landowners house and set some cars at the top of the property where the landowners house was so we were able to drive down in 4x4 trucks to the bottom and park close the entrance of the cave.  Chris and I went through a gear check and a dive gear check including our route and gas management plan to make sure we had everything so if we need to make any changes, now is the time to do that. We wanted make sure everything was working before we would bring it into the cave.  Furthermore, we took some gear out that we did not need and we were able to lighten the load a bit more from that.  Afterwards, we completed packing the bags and started to assign them to the team. 

Chris parks going through diving gear while Tim Mclain and Dave Everton prepare to enter the cave.  Gary Robertson is overlooking the preparation.

Dave helped with the distribution as we wanted to make sure some of the new comers didn't carry as much and make sure everyone else was carrying an equally sized load.   We had 8 people on the trip which made the load pretty light for everyone. Additionally, we were able to float the gear most of the way which made the trip that much easier.  Chris and I brought side mounts for the cave dive with two steel 45s and two AL 30s in protection travel containers with over pressure relief openings in case of an air leak.  This worked great as we were able to float the tanks, protect them, and add straps to them so we were able to carry the tanks like packs. We had our gas management plan established, our dive plan, and assigned reels with knots at 10 ft. intervals to each other to measure the sump distance. I had a pelican dry box to fit my camera in, so we could get pictures of mermaids and monsters that were waiting for us on the other side of the sump.

Everything checked out so we headed to the entrance to make our push into the Blowing Hole Cave. 
Initially the water was pretty cold, I estimate that the temp was around 48 degrees.  After passing the historic raft room and entering the main river passage, the water warmed up to a beautiful 54 degrees with the air temp of a humid 54 degrees.  The river was a standard meandering river with a flat ceiling and mud banks from side to side.  On occasion,  we would run into a formation section here and there, but the cave was mainly river with sleepers underwater.  These sleepers are slippery boulders that bite your wetsuit and can throw you off balance. It is essential to have a walking stick so you can feel for them instead of having your falling knees bang into them. I went ahead and walked past the group that was behind everyone else to a small waterfall trickling over some small rimstone dams and Tim was sitting there by himself.  I sat down with him and we talked about how its nice to be alone in the cave from time to time listening to the waters echoing trickle.  We also talked about what might be on the other side of the sump.  He told me that he wanted to hold his breath and go in if it wasn't to far.  I said I'll make sure I send one of the Mermaids back out to tell you that you can come in, but you can only come in if a mermaid comes and tells you so.  He said that if a Mermaid comes popping out than he is staying right where he is at with the Mermaid and not letting her go!!.... with that famous smile on his face..!!...   I thought that was hilarious when he told me that. 

We continued on to a narrow section where we were about to approach the waterfall and enter the upper level.  So we took a break and waited for the rest of the crew.  I got my camera out to prepare it for the cave environment as well as to adjust the settings to make sure I had everything dialed in.   I took this picture of Tim and April.

Adjusting my camera in blowing hole cave with Tim Mclain and April Mckay, My last picture of Tim Mclain

Now I could only imagine that if I had my settings dialed in right and got a better picture how much more impactful this picture could have been but I cant do anything about that now, at least I got a nice picture of Tim looking like a bad ass!!.  Afterwards Laura, Seth, and Chris came swimming up and I got a picture of them too.

Laura Young, Seth Gower, and Chris Parks swiming to the breakdown pile Blowing Hole Cave

 the camera was fogging but it was better that it was adjusting to the climate now than later, at least that is what I was thinking at the time.

Chris Parks Chilling in Blowing Hole Cave

we continued on and one by one, we made it through the twisting, meander of breakdown to the final small squeeze where 5 or 6 small waterfalls were pouring around us.  It was beautiful!!! amazing. 

Multi drop waterfall breakdown squeeze passage Blowing Hole Cave

Each of us popped out one at a time into a nice breakdown room and into the upper passage of Blowing Hole Cave.  I snapped a couple pictures in this room but I wanted to get to the sump to complete the dive, than, as we were coming back out, take some more pictures. 

Breakdown pile in waterfall room

We went over breakdown piles and into the upper passage river.  The water appeared to be a bit colder but we didn't mind as we kept moving through while being grateful that we were not bumping into any sleeper rocks under the water.  Tim noticed a small water trickle coming out of a hole in the ceiling and briefly wondered where that small hole was coming from.  We continued to float upstream, the water got deeper, and as we continued upstream, we found a spot where the low ceiling air space was encountered.  This is the Beginning of the "moisturizer room".  We were in chest high water with a low air "duck under"  ahead of us which was only for a brief 6-7ft that came back up to stand up air passage. I went in first so I could guide Laura and the rest of the group through but she went the smarter route and found another, easier, way to get through. I guess I was eager to get underwater already but Laura wiggled through to the other side.  Dave came under the low ceiling and as Dave was waiting for the next person to come through, that's when we heard the screaming. 

Laura Young was screaming Tim's name and yelling for us to come back.  She was saying Tim is going through some kind of medical condition and we need to get over there quick.  I heard Tim moaning and I thought he was going through some sort of  reaction or seizure type episode.  I came back through the duck under and I see Laura Young holding Tim in the water. Laura wasn't sure what to do but she was trying to give him CPR.  Dave and I came to assist Laura and I checked his Airway, Breathing, and Circulation for any kind of sign.  I didn't get any response so I started administering CPR to Tim after we found a place where we could administer CPR.  I had Seth hold his helmet I found in the water and my gear while they held him horizontal.

  I checked his eyes, his breathing, his pulse and did everything in my power to bring him back to us. I knew when the time came after 15 minutes that I had to get out of the cave to activate the state and dispatch cave rescue so we could get everyone else out of the cave before Hypothermia set in as well as bring Tim out of the cave. These moments I will never forget, I couldn't believe that just a few minutes ago Tim was having fun and laughing than I am holding him doing everything I can to bring him back to us, but I just couldn't do it.  I was beside myself for a few seconds in dis belief and shocked.   Here we are, almost three miles into a cave system with tight squeeze passageways and 54 degree cold water with people in shock, confused and not believing what just happened.  To me, it felt like some kind of cardiac event happened and I had to shift into a mode where getting out of this cave to activate rescue and getting my friends out of this cave was my new priority.   Having dive rescue experience, I understand Hypothermia pretty well and if Hypothermia and mental anguish set in, they could start to go down hill without even realizing it.  I grabbed Nick and we gracefully but carefully got out of the cave in about an hour! We left our gear inside the cave, all of it, so we could move quick. We had to be careful as the boulders under the water could grab our feet and twist, fracture, or even brake a bone with one wrong move.  Staying calm was in demand and steadfast calculated moves were focused on as we traversed out.   I openly discussed with Nick what happened so we could talk and make sense of things. I knew I needed my mind right and his mind right so we can act fast when we were out. Nick and I discussed that he would call state while I called NCRC so when I got about a 1000 ft from the entrance and I told nick I am going to bolt on out of here and make the calls.
 I got out of the cave, ran to the car, grabbed my phone and started the calls.  I guess my mistake was that I should have called state first but I called laura so she could call my grotto chair Phil Goldman, who can call Roy Becker, who can call Anmar.  So one call was like making four calls to "need to know" people.  Than I called Danyele Cottrell so she can tell Tymme Laun, than I called Kevin Romanak.  While I was on the phone with Kevin the landowners dog almost attacked me so I yelled at the dog to get back and the landowner came out asking me what's wrong .  I asked her if she can call 911 as Nick was running up the hill. The local EMTs showed up and they asked questions about what happened.  They said that we had to wait for the DNR to show up.  We waited and waited until the DNR came as well as other conservation officers.   I gave them the info and suggested they need to get 5mm wetsuits, flotation rafts staged inside the cave and people mobilized because there were other people in the cave that might be going into a state of hypothermia if we don't get back in there in time. I was able to get a cup of coffee and some soup from the landowner but I made sure I was able to get a thermos full of hot water so I could bring that back into the cave for my group inside the cave to warm their core.  Rand and Gary showed up so they were able to handle the DNR a bit.  As I was assembling my spearhead team to get back there Dave Everton, Laura, and April McKay came into the house. THANK GOD!!!!  Three came back and are safe, but there were three more to walk out and I was determined to get back there.  Ryan Cox showed up so we got a group of three strong cavers, suited up, and I made my second trip back into the cave to get everyone else out.
While in the cave with Rand and Ryan,  I talked to them about what happened and other times I would be swiftly getting around bends and ahead of the group.  I felt like a dick but I was thinking about what everyone else was thinking being next to their friend in the cold darkness wondering what's going on at the surface.  After a couple hours, we made it back to the site. 
Chris Parks Greeted me with a hug and we brought them extra food, hot water, and warm comfort. 
From what I understand they continued to give Tim CPR for another hour,  dressed him in warm clothes, and kept him comfortable.  Thankfully I brought a MSR pocket rocket inside the cave so they could heat water which was why I brought that initially, so if people were waiting around for us when we were diving, they could heat water and pour it in their wetsuits. Yea, I know,...I'm that guy that brings more, but I felt it was the right thing to do and it turned out to be a very valuable item.  Rand and Ryan stayed back so it was time to say goodbye and make our exit out of the cave.  It was hard for all of us but knowing some of his core group cared for Tim while the next group showed up made  leaving a bit easier.  I want to thank Rand and Ryan for staying with Tim and for flashing into the cave with me.  It helped our cold cavers get out quicker.  We started to make out exit from the cave and we saw our first group.  Shane Myles, Tim Pride, and Brad Barcom.  It was quite epic for us to see that some of Tim's frontier's men came together and are now going to be carrying Tim out of the cave.  It was a moment of honor and brotherhood to me that we are more than just cavers to each other, we are a family, and as Tim's brethran faded into the upstream darkness to carry our fallen caver, that very thought, was forged with blood, sweat, and tears.  
My remaining members and I continued to exit the cave and we didn't see anyone for an hour so we started to wonder what was going on.  After about 45 minute we saw some more cavers coming through with the comm line and all fired up to help carry Tim out.  I don't remember who was in the group or what happened after we met up, but I remember feeling the fellowship has come together.  Cavers have answered the call! It is our community, the caving community, that get cavers out of caves.
Soon after, we saw team 1 and I remember Joe Kinder being there.  I don't remember much else from that encounter other than it was nice to see Joe as well as the other cavers I knew.  We continued on and found the comm line phone but Chris was unsuccessfully able to use the phone so we continued to the exit. We saw Anmar coming into the cave by himself.  I gave him our detail and we continued to proceed out of the cave. For the past 30 minutes I was observing Seth starting to succumb to the early stages of hypothermia so getting him out was a priority of mine.  Chris was crawling though the water and I was starting to slip a bit more than I should have been but we were locked in clutch and determined to get out before the cold could catch up us.  The closer we got the entrance, the colder the water became that we encountered.  The temperature dropped in the cave and a faint smell of a fire was in the air.  The thought of a fire brought warmth and comfort as we crawled over cold stone and sharp deposits of debris in the 40 something temperatures of this lifeless water passage.  We came to the final crawl where we are meandering around and the entrance was in site.  I powered through and waiting for the rest of my group to help with their gear.  An officer was waiting for us at the surface and I could see Sam Frushour clocking our times out of the cave.  One by one, we walked out into the frigid sub 20 degree weather in a frozen suck locker of a wetsuit that was just recently keeping our bodies from turning into cold blooded flesh.  I made it to the fire and felt the heat starting to soak through the neoprene as I was offered coffee and hamburgers from Nick.  I was laying there in silence and comfort knowing my group is out and in the hands of medical professionals.  I can finally relax and end my purpose while finding comfort from the warmth and protection a fire seems to bring to my body and spirit.   As the steam rose through the exposure suit I was wearing, team 2 was going in.  Walking by I saw fellow cavers, acquaintances, and friends including Jesse Houser stopping by to offer Laura Young and I comfort and assurance that Tim will be lifted and brought home with a strong enduring commitment. 
I got dressed and got a ride up to the landowners house that was turned into a disaster relief center equipped with heated debriefing rooms, EMT ambulances, flood lights around the perimeter, and a Red Cross mobile station offering snacks, water and coffee. Inside Tymme Laun and Danyele were operating the organization of teams and we had team 3 waiting to be dispatched.  I walked into this room and everyone stopped talking.  The conservation officers, DNR, fellow cave rescue and other personal looked at me in silence as I walked to the back of the room.  I gave Tymme Laun a hug and as I looked around , I was impressed with what I saw but I already had this feeling back underground that our caving community would have come together as it did. 
I checked to see how Laura S was doing and she was sleeping, I checked with Chris, Laura, and Seth to see how they were doing.  Seth just got out of the ambulance as they started to treat him with mild hypothermia.  He was still shaking at his core and when I was looking at him, I knew our steadfast determination paid off.  We operated with precision and saved our group from further anguish, fatigue, and hardship by speeding up the recovery process by the hours.

There are so many people to thank, The DNR and the county for coming together to allow Anmar and NCRC to conduct a flawless operation.  As it has been said, Cavers get Cavers out of caves.  We find comfort in some of the most extreme conditions and with our alliance, we can overcome and endeavor to achieve what others might find impossible. I want to thank Tymme and Danyele for creating the organization, I want to thank Laura, Phil, and Roy for initializing NCRC.  I want to thank the county for housing us in hotels to have a warm place to sleep. I want to thank the landowners for allowing their property to be turned into a disaster relief zone as well as for their hospitality. I want to thank our collective of brave and strong cavers that dropped what they were doing to come hours from all directions to provide a union of strength and endurance to carry our fallen caver. I want to thank Nick Benton for traveling out with me, talking with me about what happened, and staying topside as a key player for NCRC, I knew you would come right back in the cave but you helped everyone out topside!  thank you.  I also want to recognize my group Dave Everton, Chris Parks, Laura Young, Seth Gower, Nick Benton for their bravery and strength to accomplish what was a life changing event. How you came together as a team and accomplished where others would have crumbled has made you stronger cavers and amazing team players.  You should be proud of yourselves for your accomplishments!  I know I am missing so many people but this night solidified relations with one another and brought together a new found sense of appreciation and companionship among our friends and families. 

There are a lot of people that knew Tim better than me, but when I sit back and think about Tim, I think about the hope he brought and the positive energy that he would project in his beliefs that have proven to show successful discoveries like the discoveries that the Binkley Project has benefited from with regard to miles of new cave exploration thanks to Tim McLain.  Tim's last communication to me were smiles and laughs, he even had a smile of sorts when I held him.   I can only wish I have a similar departure from life, to be among friends and family while doing something I love in a place that I admired.
 Dave put this accurately as he stated to me "Be grateful you were there with Tim, that is where he wanted to be." That message has had a lot of gravity when I heard those words from Dave because I am not only grateful to have ben there with Tim during his last moments, but it has given me a sense of enlightenment that we are the dream makers. We actually live our dreams others can only imagine and begin to imagine after reading about what we do. Its us!... Its our lifestyles, we are of what our dreams are made of and we explore our dreams with our band of brothers and sisters beside us that share in these ideals. Our bloodline runs thick in our culture. We are a rare breed that thrive to continue the discovery of what is beyond what has been left.
 Tim was that kind of guy that was prepared to go anywhere inside a cave, as long as it was forward, the kind of guy that knows there is no road preceding our foot steps and embraced that unknown as an opportunity to discover.  Some find comfort in the adventure tours that have your gear and meals set up for you as you "discover" a "wild" place, but in my opinion, the true discovery of new oceans can NOT be found unless you have the courage to lose site of the shores you came from and Tim was one of those extraordinary explorers that not only would embrace leaving those shores behind, but would demonstrate that ideal in leading by example... torch in hand, and into the darkness of our own planets deep underground world.  You are that kind of pioneer that I seek to have by my side, that kind of pioneer only a few men can live up to,  and others that can only dream of those experiences so my hat comes off to you Sir, my friend, my fellow caver,  Mr.Tim McLain.  You are a true explorer of the unknown and now you are exploring a place unknown to man and I can only imagine what you are spearheading right now. You brought happiness into the hearts of many as you will be remembered for the rest of our lives. This is how I will remember you and we will miss you Tim.

Thankfully the night before was a bit warmer so most of us bearing down in the cold weather were able to get a better nights sleep unless you were up with the rest of the moonlighters breaking down the liters of bourbon and burning the 10 bundles of fire we had purchased, than it might have been a bit more of a challenge waking up for the 930 briefing. Most of us broke down our campsites but some stayed back as we headed out to Fredricksburg to visit the beautiful water cave.

I previously talked to the landowner and he was very accommodating by allow us to park on his property and not have a limit on the parking spaces.  We geared up and walked single file down to the cave entrance where the 3 1/2 mile cave started.  

We Entered the cave and found the stoop walking stream passage that took us to the first Y intersection of the cave.  It seemed pretty straight forward but as we found out later on, we were in a section of the cave that we not intended to be in.  We continued to travel down the passage and the caves stream started dropping into a beautiful canyon passage cut by eons of water flow carving and manipulating the underground. This cave is beautiful, the water sculpted the rock into a sci fi like passage of sharp twisted rock and Erie jagged edges with every meander.

We continue down the passage as we meandered through this sculpted terrain and eventually came up on a small water fall drop.  One by one, we filed into the water pools up to our waist gripping the sides of the wall at times and helping each other behind us realize where the potholes are. before they dropped into them.

We also came up to the siphon that appears to be taking water to the left but it was too tight to fit into yet I imagine that the water comes back around back into the stream passage.

We Continued down the main passage and the terrain changed to a more mud filled room with one large formation I believe is named "herman". This formation was quite large and I believe the largest formation in the cave. We also noticed a mystery fish inside the cave believed to be a bluegill that came from the landowners pond that disappeared a few years. The fish must have been sucked down into the cave and now live in the darkness.

We get to the waterfall room and scaled the breakdown pile to continue to the water passage but this is where we should have climbed up into the upper passage so we could make it to the echo lake room.

We continued to follow the river and we got to the a passage with water that is up to our waist. The bottom was a boot sucking slippery mud filled floor, the kind that will snatch your boot away with the wrong step. I can hear some of the new cavers talking about the cold and the conditions so I was taking a mental note that our time in this cave will be limited.  We got the a gravel beach with two passages to choose from.  The group took a break and shortly after we started going down the left river passage.  I found myself on my hands and knees with a foot of water and three feet to the ceiling pushing to another gravel pile.  From the descriptions I have been given, this was not the way and people were starting to not like the direction we were going so we turned around.

We had another group check out the direction to lobster lane but they turned around and the group decided to exit the cave at that point.  I took my time leaving the cave so I was able to get some pictures of everyone and was able to assist anyone else that had some issues.  Everyone did fantastic and we never ran into any injuries or problems with the trip. 

I was able to get a couple snap shots of us before we left the cave and had some fun with the lighting shadows.

I want to thank everyone that was involved in planning this trip as without your hard work and dedication to this cause, the trip would not have been as successful as it was.  I also want to thank the landowners for allowing us access to their beautiful caves, the trip leaders and seasoned cavers for helping out the new cavers as well as the new cavers for bringing that energy and excitement to experience something in the Midwest that most people never get to experience.  I hope to see everyone soon.

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28 cavers answered the call to cave at Spring Mill State Park Saturday morning around 930 AM. Some slept in heated rooms and others braved the cold but we all collected ourselves that morning to embark on a journey into what some found to be an experience they will never forget!

I remember my first caving trip and how excited I was to be entering the underground, so it was a fantastic feeling to see the faces of new cavers light up inside the cave and how excited they were to be underground for the first time.  This journey consisted of breaking up into two groups and visiting Suicide Cave.  Suicide Cave has an interesting history behind it as someone got into a shoot out with a town official and ended up killing himself inside the cave because he feared he would have been caught.

We met up in good time to go through a safety briefing and a trip plan with a map of the cave to allow the participants to see what they will be going through.  We all got in our cars and drove to the landowners property, dropped off a grip of waivers, picked up the key, and left our cars to make sure we only had three cars at the parking spot for Suicide Cave.  My team consisted of 11 cavers including Steve Scoutaris, Laura Oliver, Bob Lippold, Jose valdez, Brian Hunsaker, Sara Hughes, Nellie colon, Andrea Bolks, Hector Soriano, Karlene Hanko, and Adam Haydock. 

We got to the cave entrance and proceeded to unlock the ridiculous lock that was jammed in the steel door.  We rammed, kicked, cussed, and slammed the gate until we were able to remove the lock from the gated entrance. One by one, cavers piled into the cavern room and we proceeded down the main passage to the slot canyon entrance hole. 

We had to crawl through mud and a little bit of small exposure to get to the first rally point and everyone was in good spirits. We located the first breakdown room and scaled the breakdown pile so we could continue down the main passage to the next breakdown room.

The passage hallway consisted of some small climbing and scrambling over rock. At the top, we slid down a breakdown slide to more crawlway passage and onto another room that had a salamander walking up a formation. One by one we communicated to the person behind us of a feature to view as well as spot the person in front as they traversed across a canyon or climbed up exposure.

As we came together with significant others and relaxed with friends, we turned off our lights which demonstrated how dark darkness can really be and how different it might have been when people went into caves with just candle lights on helmets.

 I was able to take a couple pictures and not too long after the other team showed up. 

I find it amazing to see how bears were actually able to get into this section let alone find this section of the cave 15,000 years ago.  There must have been an entrance but I do not see any breakdown piles or other indications where bears could have been able to find this. 

After coming back down and out of the slot canyon passage we made came to the entrance and exited the cave.  It was almost as hard to close the gate as it was to open it but after a few slams the gate was closed and we left the property.  We made it back to the state park just in time to celebrate in typical Chicago Windy City Grotto Caver cheer with 24 Hamburgers, 20 Hot dogs, 16 Veggie burgers, over 1.5 gallons of Chili, 2 pounds of Brussel spouts, 2 pounds of green beans, 10 bundles of firewood, and Over 1 liter of Larceny Bourbon.  We stayed up late but made sure we got a good night sleep as Fredrickburg cave was going to be quite different than the cave we were in today.

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We set out for the usual drive down to Indiana’s karst country with the objective of having an incredible beginners trip with the Windy City Grotto for what will turn out to be a memorable weekend for 28 cavers.  I woke up around 6 am to meet up with Phil on the road as we drove with the sun rising to our left. Heather McQueen, Quentin Shaw, Raul Pina , and Phil Goldman were in another car and I drove solo as we blasted down the 65 to Bloomington to pick up Bill Baus and company. We ate brunch and drove over to Green Eye Pit after picking up Bill at the Baus Haus. The landowners of Green Eye Pit are amazing and I will soon realize how much more amazing they are as the day goes on. We were allowed to drive to the fence on the property and walk to the Pit entrance.  Just shy of a 100ft., this pit is a pretty one for Bloomington as it has a drop with another dome room next to it. 

We rigged two ropes so we were able to bounce the pit multiple times and attempt to take pictures on rope which was a bit more challenging than I thought but I think I figured out some new methods that will work for me next time but I was able to get a few pictures.

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The northern cavefish (Amblyopsis Spelaea) is found through out south indiana and Kentucky as a threatened species so special care must be taken to ensure these species are not effected in their natural habitats. We also encountered troglobite crayfish and a few troglophile crayfish and frogs.

Northern Cavefish Amblyopsis Spelaea

We continued down the river passage and we found sections where we had to start swimming to get to the next cut bank around the bend of the river cave.  It was quite fun as we were in wetsuits which took the bite off the coldwater.  I donned my dive mask and snorkel to see if I could get some close ups of the blind fish and I was able to get a few good shots of them along with a shot of a crayfish and a blind fish next to each other (shown above).  

Chris Parks in Upper Twin Cave

We continued on down the passage and encounterd a large room which I attempted to take pictures of but my camera started fogging up so I wasn't able to get the best shots of the passage.

We found a trail marker in the middle of the ceiling and I wasn't sure if this was the actual border of the property or not so we turned around to make sure we didn't violate any rules.  We headed back and took our time to enjoy the fact that we are swimming inside of a cave and it was an easy pace to enjoy.

We went into the upstream section and quickly found a breakdown pile to negociate.  We found a tight section to fit through which might have been the way to continue up the passage but we decided not to rip up our wetsuits and return to the entrance.  I want to thank Chris Parks for the hospitality and for not smelling like a wet turtle :) you are a good friend and I appreciate you chris.   I also want to thank Jesse, Danyele, Jerry, and Tymme for helping to create a nice and safe weekend.  We will see you guys soon!



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