So I liked that weird show on Discovery Channel, "I shouldn't be Alive" about stupid tourists naively making potentially fatal mistakes out in the wilderness. Well this day was one of those days. We intended to go to Keene Wonder Mine (a strenuous multiple hour hike).
The day began innocently enough.
After scaling a several thousand foot mountain, checking out some caves (I stayed cautiously outside), and seeing some awesome old mining equiptment, we had a great idea.
Instead of dealing with a grueling downhill hike, lets take the ravine (potential flash flood zone) back to the parking lot. We saw other hikers down there.
So we frolicked in the ravine. All sorts of cool mining carts and old miner detritus was down there. It was a treasure trove of goodies.
Andy was beside himself with all the mining carts.
And then, amongst amazing natural marble slides, we discover our folly. After about 5 hours of hiking, we encounter a dead end. a 30 foot drop.
Needless to say my pictures end here. We hightailed it out of there (it was close to dark) and my joints were screaming by the time we made it back to the car. Thank god for no twisted ankles. No one would have found us, we were that remote. Turns out our hikers we saw in the ravine had repelling equipment and were pros. Go figure.