Hiking Timpanogos Cave

Seth's boss Derrick and his family are moving to Nebraska, so as a last outing, he invited Seth, Martin, and I to hike Timpanogos Cave. They had been there and Seth had been there, but Martin and I hadn't. That is a picture of us before we started hiking at 9:50. They give you about an hour and a half to get up to the cave. So our time to go in the cave was 11:20. Notice in the picture I am wearing my favorite pants, just keep that in mind for later in the story. Martin was the designated picture taker so admire his wonderful pictures.

This is a cheesy picture of us under the sign before you go into the cave. I hate the way I look in that picture so I put the next one here too, I look a little bit better. It was 43 degrees in the cave, our guide told us. I was glad I brought a sweatshirt. (explanation of why I'm wearing the backpack like it is my unborn child; it was a pretty narrow walkway and we had to duck because we weren't suppose to touch the formations.)


This is my favorite picture inside the cave. It's called the heart rock formation, and it comes complete with an indian legend. The hike up to the cave was really hard and I thought I was going to die. The hills were really steep, and it was incredibly hot, but it was worth it to see the cave. The way down was a lot easier. Everything was going great, until I tripped on some uneven pavement and fell. It was awful! I felt like such a dork, but I didn't cry, I wanted to but I was a tough girl. I scraped up both my hands, tore a big hole in the knee of my favorite pants, and my knee is all banged up. I tried to take a picture of it, but it hurts worse than it really looks. It's right below my knee right on the shin bone, so it's all bruised. Martin was so proud because he was the first one up and the first one down. After we got down the mountain, we had lunch at this great picnic area right by the river. It was a great day, even though I did almost fall off the mountain.