A cave and a rattle

We were all bored and hot after a long drive through the mountains when we finally pulled into the parking lot. It was gently caressed in the mountains small hills, from the edge you could look down on many trees and from the other edge you could look up at the supposedly "super short" hike we were about to take. I flew ahead of the others, one of my three younger brothers followed closely behind. I came to a metal gate meant to keep vehicles out, but I continued on stepping carefully through the gate, sure that if I did not touch the metal it would be good luck indeed. I then looked at the wide and gentle climbing path before me, soon deciding on a side path which was much steeper, but I knew it led to a cave, I had seen it from the road and I was determined to enter the cave before my family could catch up. After climbing a few short minutes I reached the entrance. It was low to the crowd and I nearly had to crawl as I entered. Once inside I could feel the dampness press on me, the sudden temperature change took me a moment to get used to, but eventually I did. The sliver of light was quickly fading, I hesitated, crouching there in the half light. I wanted to go farther, but I noticed the end of a sleeping bag, many smashed pop cans and a water bottle I got frightened at the possibility that there might be a homeless person living and possibly in there at that moment and that as a younger women I would have to face him alone, therefore I decided to leave and wait until I could enter the cave once more with my family by my side. I did so once they had finally caught up with me and this time ventured fare enough that the light was a tiny slit and beyond that was black. Even though it was only black that I could see I was pretty sure the end of the cave was just right there in that blackness and so with my dad behind me I took a few steps into the dark waving my hands out in front of me hoping to feel a wall. But instead I heard a rustling noise and I ran back to my dad as fast as I could, I asked him if he had heard anything and as I recall he said no, or something like probably just the wind or some water leaking down. Then I gathered my courage again and took my brother out there with me, gripping my younger brothers arm I pushed him out in front of me. We took a few steps farther than I went before and suddenly there was a loud noise which sounded like a large sprinkler rotating back and forth, then there was a rustling sound like something was moving over the small rocks on the dirt ground, me and my younger brother ran back. Once we were safely out of the cave my father told me that what I had described was the sound of a rattlesnakes' rattle. After we finished our hike we went back to the car and got the emergency flashlight that my brother had remembered we had. Now with the beam of the flashlight I went into the cave first with no hesitation. It took us a moment to locate but it finally slithered out from under the sleeping bag and a still full box of matches, It wasn't as big as I would have expected a rattlesnake to be but It was still pretty large. I'm sure the rattlesnake agrees that it was a pretty neat experience, I'm just lucky that it rattled before I hadn't gotten close enough for it to bite me.

An Introduction

This is the introduction that I feel I must write because every decent blog has a beginning though it may never have an end for a very long time. The view from my window is simply the diary of my life, it is were I shall write down the few excitements in my life. I try to make every day different and important, and remember able in it's own way. Here I will only write a slice of my life, yet I hope it interests you just the same.