28/5/15
Who: My family and I
Where: Tunnel Creek
Why: For schooling
How: By driving
The drive took a long time, and when we got there, (after walking a bit as well), mum & dad put on these strange shoes rather like socks, except they were made of the same material as they use for wetties. Mum told me they were made for walking on rocky surfaces. After 15 minutes of squeezing feet into these interesting sock/shoes, we climbed into a cave. Gus and I were wearing crocs, but I still did my best to stay out of the water. Soon I went as far as I could without getting wet, and then I was stuck. The water in front of me looked deep, the rocks beside me were like walls, and Fergus was behind me. Dad promised me the water in front was ankle-length, but it looked up to my waist, and I wasn’t wearing any swimsuit. Suddenly, dad went straight in the place I didn’t wish to go. I then plucked up just enough courage to go in. I stepped. It somehow didn’t seem that deep anymore. It seemed shallow. I waded in. Dark. Caves are dark, right? This creek is in a cave, which explains its name. At least we had torches. There were oodles of small brown frogs, small insects, and stalagmites like giant chandeliers, we saw a yabby, and there are supposed to be bats as well.
Thumbs up! 