We went for an onshore adventure on Grand Cayman. This time we did a non-cruise tour company cave tour. The landforms were interesting, and it was pretty hot, and it was nice to tool around in a van being told how expensive real estate is here. I was getting the hint that our guide did not want us to move there. But he was very nice.
Our destination was Crystal Caves, homestead of one of the 7 founding families of Grand Cayman. Our host, Mr. Archie, was a descendant of two of those families. The caves had been the source of the water for much of the area for quite some time. Once we got into the caves they showed us some small apertures used to lower children holding buckets into the aquifer to get the water.
The tour reminded me of how much I loved my geology class in college (except for the math, and the tests, which were often fill in the blank but in CROSSWORD form, so you could have a totally valid answer but be wrong and screw up your other answers. Am I traumatized by this? Apparently so because my palms are sweating).
As you were, Reader! On to the coolness that is Karst geology. Which includes dolomite, not to be confused with the film starring Rudy Ray Moore.
Here is some of what we saw:
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