My neighbor Lynn is a caver, and he invited me caving at a unique granite cave that had been scoured out much like the canyons of the southwest (whereas most caves are dissolved out of limestone). Usually I’m the one figuring out the logistics of these trips, but Lynn knew the best time of year (when the water level is just right) and one day he called and said, “its time”.
The weather wasn’t the best and we flew IFR in and out of clouds and through some rain to Fresno Chandler field, where we rented a car and drove an hour east. Lynn was excited because he usually has to drive 4-5 hours down the day before. This time we did it in a day and were back for dinner. We hiked in the one or two miles, put our wetsuits on and dropped into the caves. I was amazed. It was just like the southwest slot canyons, only granite! There were potholes to negotiate, waterfalls to climb, even rattlesnakes to evade. Overall, it was a heck of a lot of fun!