#steempowerwhale

What if a camera asks you to snap a shot of it!?

It had been almost an hour since we first entered the cave. The small shaft of light we had entered through was only a vague pinprick by the time we had reached the heal of the boot-shaped cave. The cavern

It was an old, slack rope bridge over shallow, swift moving water. We stepped out onto the bridge, our weight took up some of the slack, giving the sensation of the ropes stretching like wet spaghetti.