Archive for the Books Category

Pettyjohn now on Facebook

Pettyjohn Cave now has a Facebook Group, please feel free to join us and share your pictures and trip experiences.

http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/groups/362256723821/

Mystery in Grassy Cove

I have started a new fiction, Mystery in Grassy Cove, and will be using many of the caves in the area for the background.

You can view a preview of the first two chapters here.

New book about caving, Drawn to Darkness

Drawn to Darkness is fiction, drawn however from experiences as a child growing up in the 50’s and living in the mountains. The cave along the Piney River is real and I explored it as I played there alone. The cave in the book is totally fictitious, but so much like the many caves found in the mountains of Tennessee. This book is about exploration and adventure, about young people having fun and getting to know each other. I have always heard that true stories are stranger than fiction. The fiction in this book is biased on parts of true stories put together for Jimmy, the main character and his friends, John, Clair, and Joann. Teenagers in a small Tennessee mountain town, growing up in an age of uncertainty and threat of nuclear war. But free to explore the world around them.You can preview this book here.

Pushing The Limit

Pushing The Limit is a chapbook of poems about exploration, on the edge, humor and self improvement. You can preview part of the book here.

Tumbling Rock Cave

Tumbling Rock Cave
In Tumbling Rock Cave,
saltpeter works can be found
to fight those enslaved.
Small mountains of dirt,
like tables set for a meal
with sparkles of chert.
Leaching bins abound,
For gun powder in demand
fight and not be found.
Listen, you may hear,
the echo of solders gone
that dug dirt in fear.
Union solders search,
to find the caves and destroy,
catch them in a lurch.
Two huge columns stand
sparkling like diamonds when wet
like an elephant.
Formations abound,
Totem Gallery is great
formations big round.
Like Indian carvings,
all in a row for a show,
if you like caving.
Up the Kings Shower,
to enter the topless pit
gaze up the tower.
Water droplets fall,
like a snow storm in the night
looking up in awe.
Thru Suicide Crawl,
to the Asphalt Ooze of oil
stay against the wall.
The floor seems to move,
like a snake under the carpet,
as the oil migrates.
We come to admire,
Mt. Olympus of the cave
The pillar of fire.
–Hubert Crowell

From the book, Blue Skies of August.  You can preview the book here.

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