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We had booked a cave tour at Jenolan Caves for 2pm and after a winding road, and little misshap with the trailer, we arrived in plenty of time.
The cave tour to Lucas Cave was fantastic and all but one of our crew was excited. One, however, is scared of the dark and heights and was really not looking forward to this. What a trooper she was- holding hands and getting strength from her mates, and overcoming her fear. Isn’t this what cubs isa all about? After walking across a very thin bridge, about 50m in the air, she was estatic and well deserved too.
By about 5pm we reached the ‘den of the day’ and I popped dinner in the oven while Butterfly headed off to find a launder mat. No luck for her, unfortunately. But dinner was a success. With a pot belly stove sizzling away, we sang campfire songs at the top of our lungs before putting the beds out and snuggling in for the night.
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