This personal essay was written for my english class on a memorable past experience. A day in a Cave in the Rocky Mountains.

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The soft morning breeze blew over the peaks and through the tall fragrant evergreen forest. Just outside the small mountain town of Idaho Springs, Colorado on a warm mid-summer morning back in 1991 I stood on my porch watching the wildlife busily starting the day. I stepped back into my little trailer house and picked up the land line and dialed the Hunt brothers' number. Dan picked up the phone with a cheery "Hello." "Hey bud" I said, "are you and Devan ready to head out on this weeks spelunking adventure?" He laughed loudly and replied "We've been waiting for you. Let's go." "Okay," I stated "I will meet you two at the bottom of the hill in fifteen minuets" and we hung up. I got my things together and hustled out the front door. I heard barking up the hill behind the house and called "Coda come." And my four-legged Chow-mix buddy came charging down the hill full of vibrancy and joy.

Coda and I walked on down the road and met up with Dan and Devan at a clearing on the other side of Clear Creek, which was the local river that eventually furnished the Coors brewery in Golden. The four of us headed up the hill through a valley to a tailing pile that laid in front of the entrance that awaited us.

The entrance beckoned our arrival with a musty damp scent from years of still life in darkness. We had explored this mine a few times before and found it to be the biggest one accessible to adventurers like us needing to fulfill our desire of adrenalin brought on by the many aspects of danger that lie within. Coda led the way and I carefully ducted through the low overhead opening of rock and stone...