Embarrassing moments at Carlsbad Caverns

The Caverns are amazingly beautiful. Even for one like me who really doesn’t like closed spaces. It was a ton of fun and so wonderful to experience the 90% humidity after the dryness of the Guadalupe Mountains.

We had a few embarrassing moments in the caverns, though.

First, while going through The Big Room (which is quite big, for sure), there is one stalagmite that looks :::ahem::: like a boob. Of course, both Hubby and I giggle a bit and attempt to keep walking. Yes, we likely pointed as we giggled. And then it happened. The lady (and her family, I’m guessing husband and daughter) who was just ahead of us turned to us and said something to the effect of, “What’s amazing is that after millions of years, its still firm. No sag at all!” I watched her (supposed) daughter melt in embarrassment and she attempted to usher nipple lady on. But oh, no, nipple lady continued talking about what this particular stalagmite looked like and how firm it still was. This went on for much longer than either Hubby or I was comfortable with. Actually, the very first comment out of her mouth left us uncomfortable. I’m so glad Little Man isn’t quite old enough to understand any of it.

A bit later, as Little Man reached his limit (nap time!) he began to yell ‘gobble, gobble, gobble!” We have no idea where this work came from, and I don’t think its actually in reference to what a turkey says. And he continued, and when he realized it echoed, he kept going. It felt like he continued with ‘gobble, gobble, gobble’ for 10 or 15 minutes. It was likely more like 5 minutes. Hubby spoke in my ear, “type 2 fun”. Not long after, he feel asleep. I had him wrapped on my back and it was the greatest thing ever to have hi fall asleep on my back.

walking down into the caverns

walking down into the caverns

I guess I should explain ‘type 2 fun’. We found a book “The Ultimate Hiker’s Gear Guide” (a gear guide for the ultimate hiker, that is), and the author explains his system for classifying fun. Type 1 fun is fun at the time and fun to talk about later. Type 2 fun isn’t so fun at the time, but is a ton of fun to talk about later. Type 3 fun isn’t fun at the moment, nor is it fun to talk about later.

Have you had any type 2 fun lately? And any embarrassing moments?

Back from the middle of no-where

Yep, seriously… the middle of no-where!

Back on March 18 or so, I picked up a project with my job that I had to crank out by that next Sunday. Made for a crazy week.

On Tuesday, March 26, we got up, not too early, and took off driving west. All the way to Guadalupe Mountains National Park. Its a beautiful place, for sure, but is seriously the middle of no-where. 55 miles from Carlsbad (the nearest city) and 114 miles from El Paso. And no cell reception, at all. But it was gorgeous. And major inhospitable  I’m really glad we don’t live out there. I promise more stories as the week continues.

I think this is Guadalupe Peak.

I think this is Guadalupe Peak.

Over that week, we camped at Pine Springs Campground (Guadalupe Mountains National Park), Rattlesnake Canyon (Carlsbad Caverns National Park) and Dog Canyon Campgrounds (Guadalupe Mountains National Park). It was a great time, for sure. And Little Man spend more time out doors than ever before in his short life, and he loved it. He got *so* dirty, slept so little, and got to poke a whole lot of nature with a stick.

Can you see all that dirt?

Can you see all that dirt?

We finished the trip with a few days in Lubbock with my Dad and his wife. That was a ton of fun and Little Man really enjoyed the time with Granddaddy and Grandmom. He even got to hunt Easter eggs Sunday afternoon.

I have a ton of stories to tell, and lots of good reflections. Here’s  a start:

-Don’t change your diapering system at the last minute just for a trip. Bad things happen.

-Don’t expect little boys to nap when its in a tent. Going to sleep at night is hard enough.

-The desert gets cold at night. And windy.

-If you see some nature, you ought to poke it with a stick.