Dow Cave by Elise Ward

A few down climbs behind us we come to the falls.  The water cascading down into pools, the noise drowns out any voice that isn’t shouting directly into your ear.  Simon scurries off into the falls.  I sit, I think and I decide.  Through the entire cave I have been asked at nearly every point without fail “are you okay with this” and my answer was always without a doubt yes, because I didn’t feel unsafe or like it was out of my capability.  Now seeing the herculean-like strength of these falls and knowing the struggle I had passing through the stream at the top I was starting to think maybe the cave has got the best of me, that maybe this was for another more experienced and equipped me.