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 We arrived at Top camp to the Popper Hohle group leaving (apparently it goes horizontal!) and we congratulated each other on our promising caves. The two other groups were still underground so once they’d left we had a sing and a curry and went to bed. An excellent day.
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 A song wrote at top camp and on the walk down the hill the next day (to the tune of The Misty Mountains, of course):
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 <em> Far over the Totes Gebirge cold 
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 To A-Leads deep, and flapjack old,
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 We must away, ere break of day,
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 To find our long forgotten bolts.
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 The beds were roaring on the hights
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 The tarp was glowing in the night
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 The fire was red, its flaming spread
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 Tea-lights like torches, blazed with light
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 Far over the Totes Gebirge deep
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 Four cavers smoked out of their sleep