We drove to Carlsbad Caverns the day after White Sands, and when we pulled into the parking lot, I started to feel a little panicky because it was PACKED, with tons of people walking toward the Cavern Visitor's Center. I have anxiety about taking my children in crowded places. But I put on my brave face and in we went to the crowded visitor's center.
We like to hike down into the caves through the natural entrance, and since our knees are all pretty young, we can handle the 800 foot elevation drop in 1.5 miles.
We headed down, leaving behind the light and warmth and heading into the musty darkness. I can't even imagine what it would be like to have been the first person to have discovered this. And how in the world did he find his way back out!?
The Hall of Giants--the caverns largest formations.
So I'm not sure what genius scheduled an elevator renovation during one of the cavern's peakest of peak times, but sure enough, the elevators were down and they were getting people out of the caves using the 8-passenger service elevator. After we'd wandered around the caverns for a couple of hours we headed to the elevators to see how long the current wait was.
2 hours.
Well, I don't wait in line for 2 hours for anything.
So we decided to hike back out, an option they don't usually allow, but under the circumstances, they had made special exceptions. Arthur and I were a little worried that we might have some problems with the kids -- it was almost 3:30, more than 3 hours since they'd had lunch, and it would be an 800 foot climb in 1.5 miles!
But I figured that walking out, even if it took us 2 hours, would be better than standing there, trying to control 5 squirrelly and hungry kids in front of a bunch of other cranky people trying to get out of the caves. I braced myself for a couple of meltdowns from Sean and Hayden, and possibly Daphne. But I told them as we started the hike up that we were about to do something pretty hard. And we were going to feel amazing when we got to the top, and we had to keep going no matter what. They said they could do it. So we started up.
Sydney was asleep in Aunt Emma's arms, but all the other kids walked. We figured we'd see how far Hayden could go before loading him in the pack. He amazed us! He kept going and going and going. We stopped several times for water (and some illegal fruit snacks that the kids ate very secretly so we didn't get the rangers called on us . . . and of course we were VERY careful not to leave any trace of garbage.) At one point, we passed a couple of adult women who were resting. As he was passing them, Hayden said to them, "Are you guyth okay?" It made me laugh, to hear that coming from his little 3-year-old mouth.
Well, he made it 3/4's of the way up before his little legs just wouldn't go anymore, and we put him in the pack. Emma and I traded off holding Sydney and the other kids just kept trucking on out of there.
This is a picture of all of them standing in the first rays of natural light to penetrate the cave's darkness.
It was kind-of a profound moment. And it was amazing how the sight of that light gave us the extra energy we needed to finish the last climb.
Emma said that hiking out of that cave was pretty epic. I completely agree. I think I heard some "Lord of the Rings" background music in my head as we walked up and up and up out of the darkness.We made it to the mouth of the cave in just 40 minutes! Arthur and I were so proud of our kids when we made it out of there, because we can honestly say, there was not a word of complaining from any of them! And they felt really proud of themselves for doing something that hard. They are just phenomenal bunch of kiddos.

