Now I'm 17. Several months ago, I was having a conversation with my friend David, from Atlanta. Offhand, he mentioned that he caved. I was instantly intrigued, and it wasn't long before he pointed me towards the NSS. Soon after, I was nervously sitting in my very first grotto meeting. As it turns out, they were one of the nicest groups of people I've had the pleasure to meet.
My first real caving trip with some NSS members was to Targoc Cave, here in New Mexico. I went equipped with my dad's climbing helmet, a beat up old day pack, and a 15 year old Petzl headlamp I'd found in a bin in the garage. After about 5 hours underground I went through some tight squeezes, battery swaps, clothing damage, and had partially refilled a Gatorade bottle. I'd also seen formations more beautiful than I thought possible, and experienced an inner and outer peace that was nothing short of profound.
Now I'm rapidly making a gear list, and planning to get underground again as soon as I can. In short,

