Last weekend, I volunteered to carry down Speedwell and decided that if I was going caving that I should do a trip into Peak at the same time. Dragging Alex and Helen into my plan we decided during the week that we would carry, then head to Peak via White River and Moose Trap. I […]
This weekend I persuaded Gamble to come caving with me in the Dales. Kathryn was drinking in the pub with Jack and Will in Sheffield on the Friday afternoon lamenting that there were no trips going over the weekend when she was bundled in Gamble’s estate with enough provisions for a weekend – and seemingly […]
Friday 28th Jun The ‘holiday’ couldn’t have come fast enough. Distraught over exam failings, I was ready to pack up and go. I packed all the stuff I had in the world into the SUSS hut and was ready to leave. I use the word ready very, very loosely. I was to travel down with […]
I hate crawling. I really do. I struggle to put pen to paper (or keyboard to screen?) when I think of this vile misery. It varies from monotonous to awkward, and is usually slow and painful – much like lectures on medical ethics, and hopefully not this trip report you are reading. I only go […]
Saturday 15th October 2011 Rostam, MUSCy Ben, Stemple (he has a real name it’s either Rob or Joe) and I went down Aquamole. Getting disapproving looks from a postman who drove past whilst we changed, we carried on to get geared up for the steep walk to the cave. Once there, Stemple lit up his […]
