Yes, Pete, I certainly do remember the Turtle Hurdles!
I figured Max must have come down out of a crack in the ceiling somewhere, and finally gave up searching. I was doubting that even if I found a traveled route, I still would not know how to get to a main tourist trail and onto the Snowball Dining Room. I hoped you would be able to do so if I found a traveled way. That was not really fun "solo caving". It became Endurance Zen. But that is a different kind of caving than started this thread. I do think that I was out for more than an hour (and I have been out for much, much, longer - some were quite wonderful and rewarding hours and hours), it certainly makes a better story that way. Passages became upstream and low, slow going, and a different kind of tiring caving from the exhausting Turtle Hurdles. I really did not want to go back the way we came and remember the effort it took to do so. At the end we popped out pooped. I ALSO remember well that we knew that Sweet and Sour Pork was on the menu ----- (Hold That Thought) Dwight
