So, back at Cathedral Gorge we checked out the area called moon caves. Imagine 25 foot high clay/sand spires and fins with narrow passages snaking around the bases.  We step out of the toasty mid day sun and wind our way back into the damp, cool shadows.  The passage is narrow as we follow its wandering path.  By the time I reach the second turn and can no longer see where I entered my heart rate quickens.   I am fascinated by the intricate erosion patterns but sort of glad when the passage narrows and we have to turn back.  I have noticed over the years that I have a “thing” when comes to enclosed spaces.

This was a bit of exploration that I likely would not have done without Kent at my side.  I’m glad we did it.