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The first day of the 2°C prospecting hellfest! Having decided to set off Wednesday morning to enable a night of drinking and roistering in the tatty hut loft on Tuesday night, an intrepid gang of cavers set off for top camp with various missions in mind. Keeping to my self-designated role of Prospecting Princess, I corralled a crack team of Hamish and Dylan to revisit one of the promising entrances which Buck and I had discovered on the plateau-bashing bonanza the previous Saturday. Following the inevitable pre-departure faff we set off on the Balcony route at about 11am, turning off at the Tunnocks Col (around 47.694787,13.821477) to head west roughly following the route previously taken. It was cold and overcast, with low cloud constantly threatening rain. The entrance proved far more difficult to find than we’d anticipated, requiring several spates of bunde assault and downclimbing vertical cliffs. However, Dylan eventually managed to track the entrance down and we began assessing our options.
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<img width="40%" alt="Entrance to Gruffalo" src="https://expo.survex.com/expofiles/photos/2025/JoelStobbart/pigs_in_there_with_utm.jpg">
[the entrance to the entrance now known as Gruffalo, previously called Pigs... In There?]
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<i>the entrance to the cave now known as Gruffalo, previously called Pigs... In There?<i>
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The draught had decreased compared to Saturday, possibly due to the far lower air temperature outside, and the snow outcrop around 8 metres in was smaller. Undeterred, we began bolting a Y-hang over the entrance to allow access down the vertical shaft. Once this was complete I went down for a poke while Dylan faffed with surveying equipment and Hamish fell asleep in a bothy. The weather was truly horrific now and I felt mildly bad for abandoning them at the entrance – there wasn’t really anywhere inside the shaft to provide better accommodation, however, so I pressed on down to ascertain if this lead went anywhere.
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