With Tav, Jake and Nick.
Tav, back after missing a few sessions due to work commitments, upfront digging, Jake clearing the bags and loading the skip to Nick at the top of the slope. I was on the haul and shuttle, stacking the bags in the entrance, ready for removal to the surface later.
The drips are making the passages quite damp now, almost squalid in places. When the skip first arrives, there is a splash, a face full of muddy water, that later turns to slurry. it does, however, lubricate the skip run and hauling gets easier.
Thirty bags filled and we all moved back to clear them out to the surface. The spoil is becoming claggy, so the bags aren’t so easy to empty, some mumblings were heard.
There was a chill east wind across the field on the way back down to the farm.
