Today, I went deep into the heart of the earth. Before I could plunge her depths, I stood creek-level with the waterways used by the Susquehannocks gazing upon a fantastic entrance. I pondered the secret incantation that would allow me passage through these mines (created possibly by Dwarves from Middle Earth, or not). "Speak friend and enter," were the words that came to mind. I imagined the air around me beginning to swirl as I stood with my wizard's cap. Then, the tour guide opened the door and allowed me passage... Perhaps an incantation was not necessary, or was it???!!!The mines were deep and filled with rock-like protrusions that may have flitted about behind my back. It was dark; I couldn't really tell. I feared for my life, praying that the descent wouldn't take me to a lair full of blind, vampiric subterranean cave dwellers. Fortunately, I was not taken to their lair or I would not be sharing this adventure with you now. Nor did I find a certain caped-crusader hanging out with his butler.
Alas, my gang was led to the most beautiful, pristine pool of water that even old Indian(a) Jones could appreciate. I knew it had to be the fountain of youth. Walking beneath the rock-shaped bridge, I was baptized with two drops of cave-blood. It is said that each drop represents one year of good luck. Had I a cup with me, perhaps I could have collected some to share with you all.
T'was a good adventure and kid-friendly with many mythological accounts that will excite and entice fresh bloods deeper into the dark... For more information about location, directions, gift shop and pricing, check out the website at http://www.indianechocaverns.com/.
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