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Marbo Caves and Cliff


 We took a short hike with some friends to see a cave with water pools in the bottom.  It wasn't far from the car.

 


 Down the steps cut into the stone, past the vines and ferns, into an amazing room nestled in  boulders.


Crystal clear water rests at the bottom, 70 degrees warm we were told, right out of some underground springs.  The kids thought it was refreshing.  


Some islanders were already there enjoying this natural swimming pool.


 Some guys were using snorkels to go through a little opening in the cave wall into a another room and more pools of water.

 

 The Chamoro baby was happy if her mama was close.

 

 Joshua likes Camron's dog Baxter.  Baxter got in the water, but he didn't like it. 

 

Being down in the cave, looking up, felt a little like being right in the middle of a nature video, way out in the jungles of a tropical island. 


I learned that the Japanese used this cave as a source of drinking water.  I thought it was strange that there was a cement platform in the bottom of the cave, a real sturdy one.  It was put in as a level place for a large pump to bring the water up to the top. After the war the US army continued to use this resource for almost a decade.

 

 The humidity in the cave is very high, not a good place for moms to just stand around waiting for kids splashing and jumping.  So Karla, took Tina and I for a walk to the cliffs edge, where the cooling breezes blow.

 

 Waves crash on rocks along the cliff bottom.


 I heard that a sea turtle is often seen swimming there.  But maybe not today.  The waves surged high and strong.

 

 One after another, they rolled in 'till stopped by the rocks, they were sucked out to sea again.


 

 Everyone joined us at the seas edge for photos and fun.


 Araya used her nifty camera to film the waves crashing on these rocks.


 See the video on her own page.



What a nice group of friends to have fun with. 


 We are going to miss them all when we leave.

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  1. HeidiMarch 14, 2013 at 9:45 PM

    Indeed it has been a blessing from the Lord for you to have good friends so far from home. Better to miss them when you leave than to feel lonely in your time there!

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