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Sorry about all the crap that surrounds the image tags which has been imported along with the content
when UK Caving blogs have been parsed.
Exported on 2024-07-14 18:07 using either the control panel webpage or when editing a logbook entry online
Exported on 2024-07-14 23:07 using either the control panel webpage or when editing a logbook entry online
See troggle/code/views/other.py and core.models/logbooks.py writelogbook(year, filename)
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-06a">2024-07-06</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>waite</u>, Jacob C, Charlotte, philips, </div>
<div class="trippeople">philips, <u>waite</u>, Charlotte, Jacob C, </div>
<div class="triptitle">Basecamp - Setup day 1</div>
Arrived in the afternoon and got keys from gasthof. Fridge full of other people's beer sadly. Picked up Philip S from the station and set up outside tarp and bier tent. Bier tent missing it's door ATM with a tarp rigged instead??????? Where has it gone ? Who knows?????? Gas hose fell off burner whilst cooking dinner, large plume of flame in bier tent but crisis averted
<div class="timeug">T/U: 0.0 hours</div>
@ -42,7 +42,7 @@ I was walking into town from the station (from Vienna this morning) when I was i
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-07a">2024-07-07</div>
<div class="trippeople">Waite, <u>PhilipS</u>, Charlotte, Jacob, </div>
<div class="trippeople">Jacob, Waite, Charlotte, <u>PhilipS</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">topcamp - First visit to top camp</div>
Charlotte, James W and Jacob C going for a first carry to top camp to look at amount of snow etc., departed Gasthof at 11:00 expected back about 20:00. They are not taking the new top camp tarp up this time - it weighs 21 kg.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-08a">2024-07-08</div>
<div class="trippeople">sieds, <u>PhilipS</u>, Julia, wassil, </div>
<div class="trippeople">wassil, sieds, Julia, <u>PhilipS</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">basecamp - Who went where</div>
Everyone went up to the plateau except for Julia and Philip S. Wassil and Sieds arrived during the day.
<div class="timeug">T/U: 0.0 hours</div>
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-09a">2024-07-09</div>
<div class="trippeople">Wookey, <u>Philip S</u>, Sieds, </div>
<div class="trippeople">Wookey, Sieds, <u>Philip S</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">Basecamp - Nerd *</div>
Sieds has graduated (demoted?) to supernerd. Wookey spent a couple of hours last night failing to get
the scanner working with Debian, and Philip was tearing his hair trying it with Ubuntu and Windows
@ -108,7 +108,7 @@ Sieds calmly checked the online documentation, did the three-fingered salute to
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-09b">2024-07-09</div>
<div class="trippeople">charlotte, issac, jacob, <u>waite</u>, </div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>waite</u>, charlotte, jacob, issac, </div>
<div class="triptitle">fishface - collecting rope</div>
no reflectors left on spits.
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@ -148,7 +148,7 @@ on things and tried to kill me multiple times).
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-10a">2024-07-10</div>
<div class="trippeople">waite, <u>Isaac</u>, jacob, philip s, charlotte, </div>
<div class="trippeople">philip s, waite, jacob, charlotte, <u>Isaac</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">basecamp - Bread Making</div>
<p>
With an afternoon of festering well on the way after arriving back from our FF rope
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-10b">2024-07-10</div>
<div class="trippeople">Lara, <u>Wassil</u>, Marie, Sieds, </div>
<div class="trippeople">Sieds, Lara, Marie, <u>Wassil</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">balcony - Rigging balcony entrance series</div>
<p>We were tasked by Antony to rig the entrance series of Balkonhöhle so that he could go and rig
Mongol Rally (presumably a more interesting rig).</p>
@ -236,7 +236,7 @@ rapidly approaching. Luckily we made it back to camp 5 minutes before it started
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-11a">2024-07-11</div>
<div class="trippeople">Becka, <u>Wassil</u>, Jono, Marie, </div>
<div class="trippeople">Marie, Becka, Jono, <u>Wassil</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">garlic - Setting up Garlic Cave Camp</div>
<p>It turns out that Garlic Camp is a really good idea. 1h58 from the car park, under 20 minutes from
Homecoming, so I'll be spending more time there.</p>
@ -295,7 +295,7 @@ Walked back to Bad Aussee. Had coffee having missed last bus.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-11c">2024-07-11</div>
<div class="trippeople">lara, <u>waite</u>, wook, charlotte, </div>
<div class="trippeople">charlotte, lara, wook, <u>waite</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">homecoming - more naughty rope</div>
We rigged the entrance to Homecoming and rigged ropes down to the up pitch. ropes after this were left insitu. wookey dissapeared behind us to play with his new toy (Sap6) he measured some pitches as far as the 4 bolt traverse at the bottom of radagast. We found the pile of rope at the bottom of the uprope to Propane Nightmares.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-12a">2024-07-12</div>
<div class="trippeople">charlotte, <u>jw</u>, lara, </div>
<div class="trippeople">charlotte, lara, <u>jw</u>, </div>
<div class="triptitle">garlic camp - thunderstruck</div>
we walked to garlic from top and fettled the tarps and kit. then thunder, lightning and lotsa of rain struck. we dealt with this by laying down and trying to sleep under the tarp. we ended up using a bivi bag as a duvet and had a book reading session until the rain had passed. was very warm and lovely.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-12b">2024-07-12</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>Becka</u>, RM, Marie, </div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>Becka</u>, Marie, RM, </div>
<div class="triptitle">Balkonhoehle - Rigging Honeycomb</div>
Zero stoke for this trip and a crack of 11am start saw us heading down with the 2 bags of rope to rig
Mongol Rally plus associated hardware and some kit to keep us warm, safe and happy. The 2024 rig of
@ -381,7 +381,7 @@ walk back to an empty Top Camp.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-13a">2024-07-13</div>
<div class="trippeople">Jono, Isaac, <u>pb</u>, </div>
<div class="trippeople">Jono, <u>pb</u>, Isaac, </div>
<div class="triptitle">Garlic - Dropped gear at garlic and setup meshtastic</div>
I set out to drop my gear at Garlic and setup some fixed nodes to test the meshtastic radios. We
dropped the first radio at the Col, up the slope to the left as use enter the plateau. It was
@ -403,8 +403,50 @@ Jono and Isaac mode it back a little while later.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-13b">2024-07-13</div>
<div class="trippeople">Marie, <u>Jacob C</u>, Wassil, </div>
<div class="triptitle">homecoming - Homechundering</div>
Wassil and I wandered over to top camp to meet Marie in the early hours of the Saturday morning. The weather was unassuming and I felt brimming with eagerness to get underground having spent one day too many days festering at base camp.
<p>
Having allocated half an hour at top camp we naturally faffed for an hour and a half before beginning the hopefully-not-too-painful walk to homecoming, bags heavily laden with rope, metalwork and caving gear galore.
<p>
We arrived at the cave a little past one, Wassil went to gather more equipment from Garlic while we began packing rope at the entrance. We continued to faff till our hearts were content and weren't underground till gone three. The whole cave was rigged to the bottom of Gromit so, besides some futile arguing with our heavy tackle sacks on the traverses(oh and passing Charlotte, James and Lara on their way out), the descent went fairly quickly.
<p>
Stopping for a quick snack break at the end of the Gromit traverse, it became clear that Marie was quite worn out from all the awkward SRT and so it was decided that we should turn around after ten more minutes.
<p>
We stopped a short ways into "second coming"(just before the first traveres) and while I got the stove out to cook some noodles, Marie got a lesson in bolting. As the drill whirred away in the background I eagerly unpacked the cooking equipment: pan, lid, noodles, stove top and lighters what else would I need ... hmm ... the gas must just be hiding somewhere in this tackle bag ... hmmm ... must be a very small cylinder. Well, it turns out that EXPO hadn't invested in microscopic gas cans but rather I couldn't see it because it was still sitting comfortably somewhere at top camp, forgotten. This news hit Marie particularly badly who immediately began feeling nauseous and requested we leave the cave sooner rather than later.
<p>
The plan put into action was that Marie and I would begin prusiking out while Wassil finished bolting the traverse Marie that had started. I packed up to leave of course taking just the essentials: first aid kit, snacks, water and the spare drill batteries ... oops. By the time Wassil caught up to inform us that we had run of with his much needed spare batteries, Marie had taken a turn for the worse.
<p>
She had stopped at the top of Wallace to begin emptying the contents of her stomach onto the traverse below(luckily not directly onto Wassil's head) and was feeling very apprehensive about some of the pitches to come. We waited until she was finished retching to offer water and discuss plans, but with options limited the only thing left to do was to start the long arduous journey back to the surface.
<p>
Several more chunder stops were required on the way out, during which I also began to take a turn for the worse, but we eventually made it to the surface around 11pm. Outside a thick mist had enveloped the plateau casting doubt onto our ability to find our way across it. We got changed as fast as we could and at midnight made the admittedly dubious decision to set off for stoney bridge instead of the currently-max-capacity-but-much-(much!)-closer garlic cave.
<p>
After around ten minutes of walking it became glaringly obvious we were not going to make it back to top camp. Marie was still throwing up and her balance had gotten worse with her state. Since Wassil was still feeling ok we decided on the very unappealing option that he would walk back to top camp, alone, and return with our sleeping gear so that we could wait out the night on the plateau.
<p>
Marie and I sat uncomfortably inside the bothy we had with us for around 2 hours, Marie regularly purging her stomach contents into a nearby grike, after which I grew worried that Wassil had not yet returned. Stumbling round the location of our camping spot(which I lovingly name "patient's retreat") I finally found a spot where my phone had signal. Chatting with Jono, We learned that Wassil had made it to top camp but was too worn out from the day to return to us so instead Wookey was on his way with food and bags.
<p>
around three in the morning we were greeted by the very welcome sight of a surprisingly cheery(considering the circumstances) Wookey strolling down the plateau towards us. He dropped off what we needed for the night, made sure we were ok and then headed back up to top camp. We each found relatively less spiky bits of rock to lie down on and tried to get some rest.
<p>
In the morning, the warmth of the sun forced us out of from the dozy comfort of our sleeping bags and back into the reality of getting off this horrible lump of angry rocks. I dumped my sleeping bag in my bivvy outside homecoming and we began to make our way back to the Col at quarter to ten in the morning.
<p>
The Usually 1 hour Homecoming to Col walk was inflated to over 2 by the requirement for regular breaks, general sluggishness expected from two considerably unwell people and difficult nav on the currently un-reflectored route.
<p>
We eventually made it back to the Col and then dragged ourselves down to the carpark arriving promtly at half one to be met by a relieved looking Jono and Phil B, who supplied us with energy tablets and chocolate.
<p>
Moral of the story - EXPO should invest in microscopic gas cylinder technology, there's some smart people here I'm sure they could figure something out.
I'm going to bed now,
good night.
Jacob
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-14a">2024-07-14</div>
<div class="trippeople">Wookey, Jacob, Marie, <u>ps</u>, </div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>ps</u>, Wookey, Marie, Jacob, </div>
<div class="triptitle">basecamp - Heute ist Domstag</div>
Delayed Onset Muscle Stiffness my walk up to StoneBridge a couple of days ago.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-14c">2024-07-14</div>
<div class="trippeople">Isaac, Sieds, PB, JL, JC, RM, Marie, <u>PS</u>, </div>
<div class="trippeople">JL, RM, <u>PS</u>, Isaac, PB, JC, Marie, Sieds, </div>
<div class="triptitle">Basecamp - Who came down, and went up</div>
Jacob, Marie came down (Phil B got them?) and Marie went to bed in the attic.