After the cliffs, we walked the other way to see Sand Cave. This was my first time and I had no idea what to expect. Getting tired with the heat and the hike and trying to dodge stinging nettles and horse dung, I was just ready to get to the place, not caring what it was like. What I saw was stunning beauty.
Once we climbed down the steep steps I heard the sound of water gushing down rocks. We crossed a few trickles of water and then, there it was: this large cave, with sand like that on a beach. A small cascade of water ran down the entrance of the cave. Inside, the roof of the cave showed an array of color. The temperature was cool, a welcome respite from the muggy temperature in the woods. I knew I had to be barefoot as I ran around in the cave.
Oh my God. It was so much fun. There was no one there but us. I ploughed through the sand, sinking in with each step struggling as I attempted to run up to the back. The sand felt so good and cool. I sat down and wiggled my toes and looked up at the colors. Perfect.
So we sat there a while, and I tried to trace the back end of the cave as I walked precariously on a rock outgrowth, almost slipping a couple of times. We saw tiny formations of pebbles picked up from the sand, after dripping water washed away the grit. It was just so much fun.
Posted by Jigsha at 7/11/2004 11:01:00 PM | link to entry |