Last day of vacation (bummer), but I’m headed to Carlsbad Caverns, a mere 150 miles away. Then it’s back to El Paso to fly home, another 150 mile drive. I hope The Bomb makes it back – there’s lot’s of desert between here and El Paso and I’m running short of Aqua Fina.
Let’s see what we have…
Entering Roswell

Halfway between Ruidoso and Carlsbad is a little town you may have heard of – Roswell (is that you, Sculley?). I’m not spending much time here, but if you go through Roswell, you have to take a picture – you never know what may show up…
More Roswell

Part of downtown Roswell. The yellow sign to the left offers “Quick Cash on Car Titles” – wonder what they would give me for a 2012 Acme Flying Saucer 3 with extra chrome?
Ok, that’s enough of Roswell – this town scares me and I’m getting out of here – on to Carlsbad Caverns!
Carlsbad Caverns Entrance

In we go – for some reason I like taking pictures of signs. I once did a road trip of the central US and took pictures of nothing but signs (ok, that’s a little weird, but you know me – I’m like that).
Next…
Cave Entrance

So, here it is – the entrance to Carlsbad Caverns. In case you didn’t know I just love caves – or anything cave-like. The last time I was here was in the mid-80’s on a family trip. I remember very little except being somewhat surly (what teenager isn’t) and doing a lightning trip through the caves with Dad. This
time I was prepared to have a better time and to take more time – I’ve got 7 hours to get to El Paso and catch a flight at this point.
By the way, there are actually two public entrances – the elevator and the “Natural Entrance” that involves a mile long walk. I decided to do the “Natural Entrance” as it offered more opportunities for photography – and I had 160 megabytes of Compact Flash card to burn!
Cave Entrance

A closer look at the hole I’m headed down. There’s another 100 foot drop down below the dark area – quite a ways to go.
At this point I learned several very important things about caves:
Caves contain bats.
- Bats do not spend all their time in the cave – they have to come out of the caves to hunt.
- Bats are not house broken – there are no little bat toilets in the cave (imagine the plumbing required to make one of those flush).
- Bat droppings (guano) STINK.
- Decomposing guano smells even worse than the fresh stuff.
- Caves contain large quantities of decomposing guano.
- Air currents tend to rise up through holes like the one you see above, carrying the ever-so-fragrant odor of decomposing bat guano.
UGH – STINKY!!!!! (or words to that effect)
I got down out of the air current as fast as I could!
Entering Carlsbad

Ok, now I’m down in the cave, below the ever-so-odiferous air currents and looking back up. You know what, it’s kind of dark down in here…
Cave Entrance

This is a really cool shot – just in from the entrance, in a very large room – maybe 50 feet high, 200-300 feet long, with a trail winding down the side.
Uh-oh – do you see a problem here? No, your eyes are not going bad – this picture really is NOT in focus. As I started reviewing my pictures (in the El Paso airport) I realized a few things about digital photography in dark places:
- Digital cameras are very sophisticated, but in some cases they behave much like a traditional camera with film.
- Taking pictures with film involves something called “exposure time” – the amount of time film has to be “exposed” to light in order for the picture to be captured.
- The less light there is, the longer the film must be exposed in order to capture the picture. This can range from small fractions of a second to several seconds.
- During the time you are waiting for the picture to be exposed you must not move the camera, or you will get a blurry photo – much like the one above.
- My digital camer’s instruction book (the 150 page one) made some mention of this phenomenon – but I just breezed past it and left the camera on “Auto”
- There was also some mention of not moving the camera while the CCD is recording the picture – and the warning light that tells you not to move the camera.
- I had just taken 160+ photos of a very cool cave and about 6 were good (that’s 3.75% if you are counting).
DAMN!!!!!!!
Ok, lesson learned – I’ll go back some day after reading the directions. In the meantime, you get to see the few acceptable photos.
Pointy Things

Stalagmites point up, Stalactites point down. Caves contain lots of both. Stalagmites point up from the floor and present little hazard except for tripping. Stalactites point down from the ceiling – over your head. Carlsbad does not rent hardhats, but they should…
We are about 9 photos in at this point.
Creepy Cave

On the one hand, I’m a little peeved about this being out of focus. On the other hand, it’s kind of creepy – looks like something right out of a bad sci-fi movie about volcanic planets!
This is around 24 photos in, not that I’m counting or anything
Really Big Stalagmite

Sometimes things actually did turn out right. This is down at the bottom of a 30 foot stalagmite looking up – and it came out pretty close to what I expected. I did not expect this to be a picture included in the album, however – I was just playing…
Right before taking this I had a nice chat with a ranger (there are rangers stationed about every 15 minutes through the cave). I asked him about changing light bulbs, as there are lots of lights in the cave, sometimes in obviously inconvenient places. He told me that they have one person named Emelio who changes most of the bulbs. He normally doesn’t mind, but there are apparently a few that terrify him to the point where he spends the whole process praying (the rangers go along to help with the climbing). There are also several that can only be changed by professional mountain climbers. There’s a job I wouldn’t want…
Photo 39 of 160-ish
The Really Hard Way Out

Every so often you run across some of the older trails in the cave – or the older stairs. These went right up a wall that now takes about 15 minutes, 2 caves and 500 feet to traverse. You can’t see the rest of the stairs, but the were rather rickety and went up about 80 feet.
This photo might make you think that the stairs ended in another dimension or something, but they really do go up a wall – I swear!
Photo 54 of 160 blurs.
Even Bigger (and blurrier) Stalagmites

This one isn’t too blurry, but unfortunately it’s the worst shot of the 10 or 12 I took of these. What we have here are 3 really big stalagmites – in the 40-50 foot range. The one on the right is actually attached to the ceiling now.
I just love the thought that this took thousands of years to create!
Smudge 82 of 160 (note the trend – not good
)
And the Same to You!

Look – the cave is giving me the finger!
Blur 88 (trend improving, but don’t hold your breath)
More Pointy Things

This one isn’t too bad – at least you can get an idea of what I was shooting at. This is actually rather large – maybe 40 feet high or so.
# 130 (trend going wrong again – remind you of the stock market?)
A Good Shot!

If I only knew why this turned out fine. I took three more pictures of the same thing and they all stink. Why me? (don’t answer that).
# 142 (But I’m happy with this one)
Aaaallllliiiiieeeennnnssss

Well, here we are at the end – aren’t you glad that’s over? I’ll work on my cave photography and try again later.
Now, on to the photos from the rest of the trip…
Welcome to Texas

From Carlsbad to El Paso it’s about 150 miles. There are precisely two interesting things on the way, and this picture contains both. Can you guess the second?
Texas Mountains!

Here it is – did you know Texas actually had a real mountain? You can’t tell from here (I’m at 5,500 feet) but this thing is actually over 8,000 feet high. Impressive!
From here to El Paso there are about 100 miles of the most boring scenery you have ever seen. I put my foot down and flogged The Bomb as fast as it would go (90-ish). The only thing of minor interest that I saw was as stretch of road with for sale signs for 10 acre lots – 50 miles east of El Paso. And people were buying them…
Well, that’s the trip – thanks for hanging in there. If you have cave photo tips let me have them.
Jim