How Spelunking and
Friends Do Not Mix
Sam Carignan Comic Spirit
One day while camping, I and two of my friends decided to go
on a camping trip in Vermont, so we packed up our gear and drove up to a
secluded area that I knew of. Once there,
we set up our tents and quickly fell asleep.
That following morning, we started on the long hike up through the
mountains not expecting to see much but just to hike for the sake of having
fun. Although, near the end of the day,
we did see an interesting cave system.
The opening was deep but the rest of it seemed easy enough to climb, or
spelunk, in. Being the most adventures
of us, I was the only one to go into the cave.
Thus, I quickly tied a knot to myself and a rock in the opening and
climbed down into the abyss. As soon as I
hit the bottom I took out my flashlight and yelled to my friends to set up camp
and watch the rope. If I pulled on the
rope twice that would mean I’m in trouble and they should come running. So off I went, into the dark unknown with a
whole new world to be discovered and claimed for by the first Eagle Scout to be
there. After almost an hour of
searching, I heard a light flutter sound to my right and as I turned suddenly a
bat screeched at me and knocked me backwards, breaking the glass on my
flashlight. Luckily, the light itself
still worked so I decided to work my way back to the opening of the cave
system. Up barely above my head I once
again suddenly saw another animal, but this was no bat, this was a COYOTE! I screamed and jumped backwards, dropping my
flashlight, taking out my pocketknife and slashing in the dark all within a few
seconds of each other. As I had
expected, it was now incredibly dark and I was waiting for the heavenly
light. But there was no light, so I concluded
that I was still very much alive and lighted a match. In fact I did see a coyote, but it was merely
a skeleton. Imagine my frustration and
utter humiliation. At this time I figured
I was in trouble so I pulled on the rope twice, but instead of feeling the
tightening of the rope, it stayed loose.
So, I did what anybody would do, keep lighting matched until I made my
way back to the entrance. Upon my
arrival I noticed that it was night time and the rope had untied from the top
of the cave. I was now entirely stuck so
I decided to wait for my friends and set up a little shelter and slept the
whole night.
The next morning I awoke to still no friends who I expected
to come to the rescue. So I performed a
risky maneuver, tie a rock to the rope and throw it until it became stuck on an
object and pray that it will support my weight.
After a few throws I got the rock to stick and barely scrambled out of
the cave. A few meters a way I saw smoke
and smelled food so I ran over expecting to see my two friends wondering what
to do about me. Instead I saw them
eating bacon, eggs and drinking all of MY coffee! The first things to come out of their mouths,
besides bits of bacon and eggs, was “Where have you been, we have been waiting
for you since last night?