for all the rapturous, slithery and moss-smelling stuff that holds still long enough for me to pin it to a board and add it to my collection.
This Labor Day weekend, I competed in the Speleolympics at Old Timer’s [caving] Reunion. This is competitive caving, and in the jovial spirit of caving there’s a mix of serious and nonserious events. Events include time trials for beer chugs, changing clothes inside a sleeping bag (yes, there’s a tandem category), cave survey, blindfolded carbide…
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High adventure, solo travel, discussions on why it’s all done. I’ll try to label them as best I can.