In the Clarksville caves there is a section just before getting out called the chest compressor. Had a guy freakout that was maybe 40 feet from seeing daylight and 14 of us had to all crawl backwards to the core due to his panic attack and go out the way we came in.
This is one of the ressons why I would never do the extended tour of Moaning Caverns again. When I was in 6th grade on a field trip there, we were given the choice to do either the regular tour where you just take the stairs down into the main chamber, they tell you about it and turn off the lights which I had done a few times before on other field trips and with my family on vacation, or to rappel down and explore more of the cave. Other than 1 teacher, I was the only one who wanted to do the full tour.
Rappeling down was scary enough, but paled in comparison to crawling through the super small spaces down below the main room. I am so tall now that I don’t even think I could squeeze through some of the areas I remember.
Just nightmare fuel. heh. But part of it is that as I get older, I get more and more clastrophobic. My young brain didn’t pay attention, but my old brain doesn’t like getting into situations where it could be hard to breathe. Like… I’m a chair user, but I transfer and can even put the chair in my trunk and get into the car and drive. But I worry about being in an accident and being unable to get out of the car - not only for things like fire, but if my body were to be bent, I could easily get into a position where it would be difficult to breathe. And that sometimes triggers some mild panic that I have to calm before I can go drive. heh
When you’re young, you know you’re going to live forever. As I’ve gotten older, I appreciate how many times I haven’t died. :)
I love caving. Show me a hole in the ground and if I can fit in it, I’m going in.
I would take the stairs everyday instead of getting in that thing.
In the Clarksville caves there is a section just before getting out called the chest compressor. Had a guy freakout that was maybe 40 feet from seeing daylight and 14 of us had to all crawl backwards to the core due to his panic attack and go out the way we came in.
NOPE NOPE NOPE
This is one of the ressons why I would never do the extended tour of Moaning Caverns again. When I was in 6th grade on a field trip there, we were given the choice to do either the regular tour where you just take the stairs down into the main chamber, they tell you about it and turn off the lights which I had done a few times before on other field trips and with my family on vacation, or to rappel down and explore more of the cave. Other than 1 teacher, I was the only one who wanted to do the full tour.
Rappeling down was scary enough, but paled in comparison to crawling through the super small spaces down below the main room. I am so tall now that I don’t even think I could squeeze through some of the areas I remember.
Just nightmare fuel. heh. But part of it is that as I get older, I get more and more clastrophobic. My young brain didn’t pay attention, but my old brain doesn’t like getting into situations where it could be hard to breathe. Like… I’m a chair user, but I transfer and can even put the chair in my trunk and get into the car and drive. But I worry about being in an accident and being unable to get out of the car - not only for things like fire, but if my body were to be bent, I could easily get into a position where it would be difficult to breathe. And that sometimes triggers some mild panic that I have to calm before I can go drive. heh
When you’re young, you know you’re going to live forever. As I’ve gotten older, I appreciate how many times I haven’t died. :)
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