You Are In A Maze Of Twisty Little Passages, All Alike
Just as we left Albany, the pouring rain actually began falling, as the rest of the group promised as they decided to leave and not even try camping another night. It wasn't at all how I'd hoped this would go; I barely managed to keep the last meetup together, and this time we only explored one place before falling apart, albeit on mostly good terms. I didn't really care anymore though, we were still trying to explore, and it doesn't rain underground. I'd gotten decent directions from one of the cavers I met last month on how to see the…