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A classic fresher trip

She said something like “You guys okay? I didn’t think that looked like the right way” but her words where but frost on the breeze to my frozen ears. I was much more interested in other things: the bothy and haribos she brought.

It was a surreal moment of bonding for us five then. I don’t know how long we huddled there, covered with our plastic bag to hold in what little warmth we had left, being fed by Rachel. I think I was probably the worst off, and for the first stretch of blurred time I existed in a state of delirium.

“Is this what it’s always going to be like?” I remember saying.
Or maybe I just thought it: I was pretty loopy for a while there.

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My first trip down Oxlow mine: A tale of confessions and shat bricks

I am indeed going to start my first trip report with a confession: I really don’t like heights. Like I REALLY don’t fucking like heights. So logically I joined a caving club, with the opportunity to put myself at the top of rather large heights, in the darkness, underground. But this is all for my […]

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Up to my neck in it

On day two of Northern CHECC Tom was rather more lax on his previous commandment that we should only cave with other clubs as he chose to take only SUSSians down Notts 2, notably Will, Rachael, Slinger, and I. We wanted to be off early so we set off in Tom’s oddly asymmetrically-wheeled car at […]

Whack-a-mole
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Whack-a-mole

Boy am I glad Tom pretty much forced us to cave with other clubs at Northern CHECC – my time down Aquamole was quite a varied experience but I always end up enjoying the ‘varied’ trips anyway. Northern CHECC was a very good weekend. It had everything you would expect from an excellent caving weekend: […]

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Mendips Weekend 12/03/11 – 13/03/11

By Chris So my first time to the Mendip after putting it off for two years… It definitely did not disappoint! Perhaps I need to do more down there to see the real Mendip? Anyhow, Me, Tom1, Glen, Ed and Tom Strickland (John/Tom3) set off from Buxton in Glens roaring wagon and arrived at the […]