With Alex, Jake, Nick, Tav, Jonathon and Brockers.
The Magnificent Seven. Jonathon digging, Tav clearing, Brockers and Nick on the slippery slope, I was hauling, Alex doing the shuttle, leaving Jake on the surface, in the rain, and feeling hungover after a night of over-indulgence.
The has been a lot of rain recently, throughout the cave there are plenty of very active drips, and it was squalid…very squalid. Each skip arriving accompanied by a wave of slurry. I got quite chilly sat in a puddle of thick muddy water.
The skip, of course, needed to be replaced, not an easy task to free-up the muddy knots, but it was done. A grand total of 51 bags and 22 skip-loads of rock out to the surface. Most of the rock removed comprised 25mm to 75mm thick calcite, the remnants of a false floor situated between sediment comprising silty fine sand.
By the time we had all exited the cave the rain had ceased, we made our way down to the farm, then to the Hunter’s Lodge Inn.
