Trips & Reports
Rosie wrote...
Marble Steps has turned out to be a new favourite cave! The day started somewhat painfully, having only managed to achieve about three hours of sleep the night before. Breakfast was grotesquely burnt pizza that I had made the previous evening before standing around in the kitchen trying to find some motivation. Gear collected from my haunted cellar, Paulina and I jumped into Ade’s car ready for a long day of caving. We collected Liam and were waiting for Jacob... read more
Paulina wrote...
~Trip precis~ Turns out the club doesn’t seem to have many 35m ropes We tested the new key place. It worked We drove Inglesport café was open once more! (Bank holiday only) I was pleased We had food, and acquired Forbes and John The walk was long The cave was pre-rigged. The packing was for nought. The trip down was speedy. Rosie and I pondered going back and rigging shadow route for fun We carried on Ade suggested going along the long, long crawl It was long Nick did it backwards for... read more
Joshua wrote...
After an 18+ month hiatus from caving thanks to the big C, I was ready for my second trip of the summer to get my caving muscles back into shape. With the CPC's winch-less meet going on, we had planned to head up Ingleborough to do... something underground. After a Morrisons breakfast we headed to Clapham for a swift change. Weather was forecast to be overcast and drizzly for most of the day, but water levels had appeared low at... read more
Joshua wrote...
(…continued from previous trip.) It was now getting on for about 4 in the afternoon. We'd planned to go down Hurnel Moss, but this plan was scuppered when we were informed it had been derigged the previous day. Not to be discouraged, we quickly came up with a plan to go from Marilyn to Small Mammal. There was some trepidation at the entrance, with Chris worried about difficulty, and Jean-Luc keen to get home at a decent time. However, we... read more
Paulina wrote...
( a joint report by Paulina and Rosie) It was a blood hot, sweat boiling day when our tale of terror begins. Beneath the benignly looming mountain of Ingleborough three naive cavers set off for an efficient adventure, unaware of the lurking danger that stalked them. For the week prior some of them became infected with a horrendous disease -- a taste of fun. It started off innocently. A laxer attitude than usual. A later start. A café breakfast. The next... read more
Paulina wrote...
Waking up after a third night of wild camping and so so so much walking all limbs where agonised, but this didn’t matter for today was Rosie’s birthday which meant we were obligated to do an Easegill Traverse. Fortunately some preparation had already occurred the day before….. *Queue flashback* Arriving at Easegill after camping the previous night at the Lake District we realised that our original goal of transporting all our camping and caving gear as well as rigging and route finding... read more
Rosie wrote...
My first impression of Pippikin was a particular sort of bemused relief, having stumbled around the hillside for over an hour attempting to find it. The CNCC description did not detail what side of the wall Pippikin was located, but the cave map placed it just to the right if coming from Bullpot Farm and Jean-Luc had vague memories of it being on that side too. By the time we had thought to check the other side, the sun had... read more
Paulina wrote...
With my housemate taking the printer and the store annoyingly inaccessible, a description dilemma occurred before the trip even began. Fortunately mine and Rosies artistic capabilities managed to produce two one of a kind descriptions- one of the wet route and one of the dry route, handmade and ready to go. I packed some rope as Rosie cooked a restaurant level dinner and sleeps were had. This meant we were ready and organised for a fairly efficient start, being picked... read more
Rosie wrote...
The story of Sell Gill Holes really starts the night before in Paulina's house where, her housemate having taken the printer, we were reduced to handwriting descriptions and drawing topos. I even witnessed Paulina's legendary nail varnish method in which the application of said chemical mixture to sandwich bags takes off the labelling. Always looking out for the easy job, I cooked whilst Paulina faced the task of deciding what rope to pack in how many bags. The day got off... read more
Paulina wrote...
After making poor life decisions and not getting enough sleep I just about managed to get up in time to shoddily scrawl a handwritten description before leaving at 8am for a smooth drive to the Dales. Slightly smarter life decisions meant the rope was already packed and we got underground at an acceptable midday. Despite its name on this oddly dry day there was no ‘pool’ to be found outside the cave- lies. Upon entering a very awkward and bendy... read more
Jean-luc wrote...
Whilst deep in slumber I imagined a fantastical world in which I would have multiple days off work. In this strange land, I found myself in a rather trying situation, Chris had a day off McManaging and wanted to go caving. Troublesome. Worsened still by the insistence that he must be back in York for the pub at 1730. Nidderdale was discussed and callously discarded. We opted for Alum Pot, knowing it would be rapid. Somewhere during this process, Paulina... read more
Jean-luc wrote...
It was once again a sunny afternoon at the "outdoor adventure company" when my mind drifted to what I would be doing with my day off if YUSU were to allow fun to resume. This time my daydream took me to easegill, to revisit a trip I first undertook with Lumens, Joe and Lilo back in 2017, on which we got incredibly lost between link pot and mistral and almost missed callout, with the overall trip time being over 8... read more
Jean-luc wrote...
With my degree over and YUSU once again banning fun, I obtained a job at an "outdoor adventure company" which will remain nameless, in the hope that it would somewhat improve my ever-growing sense of boredom. However, about 3 hours into yeeting kids down a zipline on a sunny Easter Sunday, I soon found my mind wandering to what I would do with my single day off the next day, and so began a most fantastic daydream which is described... read more
Jean-luc wrote...
The intended trip for this weekend had been Rumbling hole, however, the inclement weather in the dales made this plan questionable. This meant it was time to do something I had not done for quite some time: read a book. Two books, in fact. What were these tempting tomes you ask? Caves of the Peak District, and The Peak District Rigging Guide, both were quite dry, however, dry was exactly what was needed. After only a short time, the somewhat... read more