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Indian Cave State Park

“If the sky falls, hold up your hands.” ~ A Spanish Proverb
Today we ventured an hour and a half south with our cousins and Auntie Sarah to Indian Cave State Park.

Let's use the term "cave" loosely in this situation because it was not the spelunking adventure I had conjured up in my head.

The ride was long, and everyone was a bit antsy and excited to get to the cave. We were asked about 1.5 billion times if we were there yet but everyone held it together as we passed over old bridges and pretty landscape. The wait was going to be worth it we told them.

When we arrived there was no one in the booth at the entrance. But not to worry because after a few minutes we found a lady who opened the closed office and gave us a map. We were not yet nervous that the park felt a bit sparse of people at the time.

 We found a cute little picnic area that had this fun sprinkler. Life was good.

We tried starting some fires with sticks. 

At this point everyone is super excited. The stairs up…

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