yep... my favorite part was watching my compass spin in circles the whole "dive"... not sure if it does that at Saguaro too, but it's quite amusing to see
You're kidding, right? Ron and I experienced that at Saguaro, but we figured that we had our compasses too close together while crawling through the muck. We ended up calling the dive because his compass told him one thing, and mine told me another. Since I only had that problem at Butcher Jones, I figured it was operator error.