It was a splendid day as core 1 ventured into the outside world wearing what is now supposedly called ‘traffic cone suits’ (in other words bright orange jumpsuits that had reflectors on them so when you stood under a bright light you could blind everyone within a 20meter radius). And who would have thought, that us lovely children of the future, would be going caving?

We drove for an hour and a half, with the lovely sound of country music penetrating our ear drums with such vigorous force that a majority of us would have much rather walked. Then, when we got there we were made to split into two groups to start the day. So there was the cool group, and the fully-sick awesome group (first one to guess which one I was in gets a virtual high-five.)

The first cave my group went in was a struggle from the beginning. We all loaded onto the bus, ready to get started, when we realised that a teacher had taken the keys to the bus with them and driven off in the car. I think it’s fair to say that Mr Pfanner had a bit of a cry over that one, but the rest of us soldiered on and went to our first cave. The Royal cave was gorgeous, all of the rocks were in such pretty formations and I think Zevon was only freaking out 80% of the time, so clearly that was a good sign.

The next cave we went in was called ‘the wild cave’. And I have to say it was a bit of a hoot and a half. To get in, we all had to slide down on our stomachs and catch each other’s feet at the bottom. All the way through we were tested to climb up slippery rocks, slide down crevices in the cave, and walk through muddy water. It was so much fun and, once everyone got over how scared they were, we all had an amazing experience.
We finished off the day by coating our faces in mud, and I don’t even think it was just mud, but I can assure you that we all have very well-cleansed skin now.

Nella- Bendigo SE College