So everyone in the club can see underground we need lights. The old club lights weren't great and had to be replaced with new shiny LED. You can see photos of the new lights here:
This posting may seem a bit late, but bear in mind the trip was before this blog existed - so I have a legitimate excuse! This is more to give people a feel of what the club is all about and what my experiences have been. The Mallorca trip was my first out of the country with the caving lot (I joined the year before but was in India during the last trip - poor me I know...). Some of the club, like me, were going over for the full two weeks whilst others were joining/abandoning us part way through. I decided on going for the full time so that I didn't feel like I had to cave every day - obviously the benefit of going somewhere like Mallorca is that it has a lot of stuff to see above ground as well. Little did I know during this trip I was going to overcome my natural laziness and go caving or canyoning most days! In order to get cheap flights we were scheduled to fly from Liverpool at something like 6:30 in the morning, so I had a shock to my system after having the entirety of
21/10/2018 Seeing as it was our SRT training weekend we thought we should probably get an SRT trip in there somewhere. We spent most of the week thinking our trip would have to be cancelled as the forecast showed it was meant to be chucking it down it down but fortunately on the morning it suddenly changed to glorious sunshine! After giving Ben and Laura (even though she decided not to cave in the end) a quick SRT refresher course we squeezed the 5 of us (me, Todd, Javi, Issam, and Ben) and all our kit into Bens car and headed for the cave. I always find churns really confusing (it just has too many entrances!) so I'm not quite sure where we entered (I think Todd said Diccan entrance) but when we did there was only about 15 minutes of squeezing, walking, and climbing before we reached the first pitch. As we walked out from the bottom of the pitch we got to a rather impressive view, called the window, into Alum Pot - an open shaft which had the previously mentioned glorious su
09/07/20, Caleb, Lisa and Todd After almost three months, which is, in my opinion, far too long to be stuck in the hell of the surface world, Lisa, Caleb and I decided it was tie to return to our spiritual home of the dark wet underground. Given circumstances, we decided Notts 2 would be the best bet, and decided to meet on a Wednesday. I arrived early, having dropped my dad off to go for a long walk, and headed up to Leck fell to wait for the other two. Eventually they arrived, and we quickly got changed, eager to go caving. I was the first down the entrance climb, followed by Caleb. I was like a child again, far too excited to be there. We wormed our way through the entrance series to the streamway, finding it slightly high, but nothing to worry about. We decided downstream was our best first bet, and headed on, stopping to say how glad we were that we had cancelled the trip a week earlier. The flood debris was quite high on the walls. We made our way down the short climb into the
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