![]() ![]() In the room there was me and my dad, I had to turn around and dive into the little hole in the rock like I was jumping off of a diving board. Down in the hole there was a five foot by five foot room of hard wet rock and a breeze floating out of the cave(it smelled a whole lot better than before, when I went last time when it smelled like pee). My dad climbed down the ten foot hole in the ground to the entrance first, Then I went down. It brought back lots of good memories of going there, it made me even more excited to get in there. Then we finally found the nutty putty cave, a big gaping hole in the ground. As we approached the cave, we saw that the gate to the Silly Putty cave, which is near by, had been ripped off of the entrance. So we parked at the bottom of the hill and hiked up, which took about 10 minutes. The Nutty Putty cave is on the top of a hill, and driving a mini-van you can’t exactly go off-roading. So we left the house at about 3:00 and got to the cave at like 4:10ish. ![]() When I got home from school on Wednesday, my dad called me into his office, and I immediately thought, “what did I do now?” But when he called me in he asked if I wanted to go to the Nutty Putty cave that day. This time, I was 15 years old, 100 pounds bigger, and a whole lot less energetic (well sort of, no I still had energy). At one point, my father was holding my legs while I dangled off the edge of a drop taking pictures of the formations, and our friend Kermit Mckinney was holding his legs as he dangled off also. I remember scrambling through the tiny 1 foot in diameter passages like it was nothing. Back then I was about 100 pounds smaller, and had a whole lot more energy. MY RETURN TO NUTTY PUTTY CAVE - The first time I ever went to the Nutty Putty cave was when I was 9 years old. ![]()
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