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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-09b">2024-07-09</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>waite</u>, charlotte, jacob, , issac</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>waite</u>, jacob, charlotte, , issac</div>
 <div class="triptitle">fishface - collecting rope</div>
 With major Faff we set off from top camp towards Fishface to collect rope that had been left there last year. Our bags were very heavy with lots of ropes, hangers and all our caving kit to get to the store of ropes at the bottom of the 4th pitch. James and Jacob found the cave with minimal snow and cleared and flattened it whilst Charlotte kitted up to go in and rig. Rigging went smoothly past the chossy death pitch and tasteful noods until we got to the icy tube pitch. Charlotte rigged the wrong way here as the topo from Jonty had confused hiltis for expansions. Cue an hour of going down the wrong pitch and then back up and fruitful searching for hiltis (unreflectored) eventually the rest of us got into a group shelter and started singing, hugging and eating flapjack to stay warm.  We even wrote a new verse of Hard Caver.
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 but missed half the bolts and we lost all our hope
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-Eventually we heard rope free and quickly made our way down to the rope store at the bottom. Large tacklebags were filled up with large quantities of rope which then were prussiced out by this years expos first and keenest cavers. we emerged after much fighting with bags to a lovely evening with the sun just having set, and enjoyed a relaxing walk back to top with the milky way looking over us. (The walk was much less relaxing for me as the spade handle kept getting caught on things and tried to kill me multiple times).
+Eventually we heard rope free and quickly made our way down to the rope store at the bottom. As I passed the deviation at the bottom my light decided it didn't want to work anymore meaning i had to use my spare which fortunatly was around my neck! Large tacklebags were filled up with large quantities of rope which then were prussiced out by this years expos first and keenest cavers. we emerged after much fighting with bags to a lovely evening with the sun just having set, and enjoyed a relaxing walk back to top with the milky way looking over us. (The walk was much less relaxing for me as the spade handle kept getting caught on things and tried to kill me multiple times).
 <div class="timeug">T/U: 8.0 hours</div>
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