The exploration of mankind has taken us to the moon, to the ocean depths and into remote jungles. There are few places left on this planet that haven’t yet been touched. Caves are the last bastion of males and I wanted into the men’s club. When I first told my family that I was interested in caves, they thought I was crazy. I was raised to be a good catholic girl, not some one who would go in search of the underground. The fact that early “cave men” had died out didn’t help, and that we humans now assumed the role of ordinary working class people. Oh, there are still cave men in the 21st century…and my husband and I are proud to have joined the ranks. I’ve always liked challenges. I liked the action and adventure of exploring new cave passages. It kept the big kid in me alive. Caving was my therapy, my escape and the way I preferred to stay in shape. This book is about the first decade of my 30 year love affair with caving and outdoor adventures with my best friend and husband before we had our kids. In 1980 there were few women cavers and caving couples. I chose to add an entertainment publicist career into the mix. The two go together as well as water and oil. Follow the true journey of a world of clashes from a glamorous life of celebrity events filled with the adrenaline rush of pushing virgin cave passage in the most remote, gritty places on earth. And there’s never enough time to explore for more. Runners get a high and so do cavers. Publicity and caving gave me a rush and it made sense to combine the two in my life.