Ruby Falls

For our third and final adventure of the day, we checked out Ruby Falls. I guess way back in the day a 7 year old boy was playing in a field. He found a hole in the ground and decided to follow it. He crawled through the cave for quite a while until he came upon a waterfall underground. The little boy ran quickly back to his family to tell them all about it... but no one believed the little boy with the vivid imagination. By the time he finally convinced someone to follow him back so he could show them it had rained quite a bit so the water level in the cave had risen so naturally they couldn't get down to the original spot. Of course, being that this wasn't the first time the little boy had made up such a grand story, still no one believed him. It wasn't until 70 or so years later when another person saw what the little boy had so long ago. The guy who found it the second time named the beautiful 114 foot underground waterfall after his beautiful wife, Ruby. He then found the story of the 'little boy who cried waterfall,' tracked down the (now) old man and dedicated it to him. 

 On our way down. We had quite the tour guide who was cracking himself up the whole way. He was more entertaining than the surroundings.

 See it?! This reminds me so much of when I was a kid and we took one of my favorite family vacations to Carlsbad Caverns. I don't know why I remember it so vividly, but there is a baby elephant's rear end almost exactly like this there. Still to this day I believe that trip is why I am so infatuated with caves.

 Just attempting to capture the chandelier roof. It's really hard to photograph anything in a cave.

 Probably the only shot salvagable from this day.

 Here ya go, Kenan... it's BACON!!

 Ruby Falls. You could walk all the way around the falls so when you got behind it you could look straight up. When you did, the light shining up made the water droplets look like something out of a fantasy-like dream. One of the simplest, most beautiful things I've ever seen. Too bad the lights were on a timer and we had to hurry the hell up before we were left down there in the dark. I could'a stared at that for a while longer.

 The people standing there help give it a little perspective. Considering I had to have like a 3 second exposure, all the colors turned to fushia. In real life the light changed colors from red to blue to yellow to purple.

 StalagTIGHTS because they hold real tight to the ceiling. StalagMIGHTS because they just might reach all the way to the top. (Remembered that from Carlsbad)

 Shawna.... I know it's a long trip, but jeez...