I was 19 the first (and only) time I went down into Nutty Putty cave. As a matter of fact, I took my sister Leslie down with me; it was the first time she met Bob. I remember getting on my belly and shimmying my way through the opening then watching my step very carefully as we navigated the cave.
It was dark, damp and scary, but exciting at the same time. I relied on Bob and Joel to lead our way with flash lights. We wore no helmets, received no permission and heck we didn't even tell anybody where we were going.
I remember getting to a tight spot called the birth canal, aptly named because of its tight circumference and long narrow tube which terminated in a womb like room. It was the most uncomfortable part of the trip and I recall thinking, I'm not doing that again!
This past weekend a 27 year old medical student, husband and father became stuck in a narrow passage upside down and died 28 hours later despite rescue efforts. So, so sad! Incredible how life can change on a dime.
The body is not retrievable at this point so it has been decided to seal the cave and make it his permanent resting spot. Cavers all over the valley are disappointed by this decision.