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

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" …

…led because soon after that trip something happened in that cave and the county department had blocked off both entrances and posted no trespassing signs on them. It's been awhile now since I've made the opportunity to travel back to that community and indulge in a spelunking adventure, but I to keep in touch with the Hunt brothers via land line and again someday soon, I will make the time to experience that thrill again.