Imagine a farmer in Upstate New York during Victorian Times discovering this underground wonderland  when he wondered where the hole with cool breeze lead.  Farmer Howe would have had only a torch or lanterns to light his path.

On our visit Sunday, there was electricity , brick walkways and safe stairs. My favorite was  the River Styx from mythology, the sound before sight, the still as glass lake and boat ride, and the Winding Way where you walk through a narrow walkway where you twist and turn almost meeting yourself along the way. Both David and I were struck by the similarity with Antelope Canyon in Arizona, one of our favorite spots.

The video is of The Winding Way , as you can see is difficult to film, but you can get an idea.

Henry and I took  a “selfie” to remember the  trip. David doesn’t do “selfies” and seeing my hair as a casualty of the temperature and humidity. . . I can see why.  I have no idea how I accidentally turned on black and white images!   I am amazed at the things I do unwittingly with technology!