The water from the gyre wells up here in a swiftly flowing current. It is as warm as tea and boils past your legs in disturbingly tangible billows that give the impression of slippery tentacles caressing your legs. Behind me the tunnel soon touches the water. Highly experienced cave divers have followed the watery route to its reappearance some distance away in a deep pool. Having slogged through the bush I was facinated to see the quantity of large fish hovering around the darkened passage from where the water flowed.
In remarking on the possible difficulty of such an exploration, my caving partner, (an experienced cave diver) said that in some respects it might be difficult, especially for the quantity of silt that might cloud your vision but conversely it is not a cave dive that follows all that far below the water table and so in that respect, the tanks would last a very long time.
This hole in which I stand leads to the lower passages of the three-level marble cave that I had discussed on previous posts. I am told that there are no known connections between the muddy bottom level where I had visited and the deepest submerged level. Several well known Ontario cavers have mapped the entire system and we were fortunate to be able to scrutinize their efforts. It must have been one heck of a job!