Logbook edited 2024-07-09b

years/2024/logbook.html

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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-06a">2024-07-06</div>
-<div class="trippeople">Jacob C, philips, <u>waite</u>, Charlotte, </div>
+<div class="trippeople">Charlotte, Jacob C, philips, <u>waite</u>, </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
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-07a">2024-07-07</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>PhilipS</u>, Jacob, Waite, Charlotte, </div>
+<div class="trippeople">Charlotte, <u>PhilipS</u>, Jacob, Waite, </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"><u>PhilipS</u>, wassil, sieds, Julia, </div>
+<div class="trippeople">Julia, <u>PhilipS</u>, wassil, sieds, </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.
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-09a">2024-07-09</div>
-<div class="trippeople">Sieds, Wookey, <u>Philip S</u>, </div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>Philip S</u>, Sieds, Wookey, </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 this morning. 
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-09b">2024-07-09</div>
-<div class="trippeople">jacob, charlotte, <u>waite</u>, , 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.
+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.Jacob hadn't brought a chest harness to expo so some macguyvering of a sling was in order. 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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 The plateau is perfect for caving they say
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