Ok, whew! I finally made it to the bottom and looked out into the water. It was dark and murkey and I couldnt see anything at first. As my eyes began to adjust, I could see where the land was by the shore and how quickly it declined into nothingness below me. Thats when I realized that I didnt want to be in this tiny little tube under 8 feet of ice with only one tiny way out. That anything could come swimming at me at any moment and scare the crap out of me. I snapped a few shots and pretended to be having fun and started to climb back up. Again, not the easiest thing, that darn swinging ladder made it near impossible for me to get my bent knee and then my foot on that first metal step of the tube. I ended up doing a pathetic half pull-up before I found the step. And then it was a slow tight climb back to the top. I think in the end, I was in there for less that 5 minutes.
One for the books, but not something that I would like to do again.
On to the next adventure!