Logbook edited 2024-08-05a

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@@ -483,7 +483,7 @@ Let's see if he gets a parking ticket as he sprints back down the hill...
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-14c">2024-07-14</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>PS</u>,Sieds,PB,JC,Isaac,RM,Marie,JL,</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>PS</u>,Isaac,RM,Marie,JL,Sieds,PB,JC,</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.
 
@@ -624,7 +624,7 @@ The tofu curries were consumed when a prospecting trip returned. I was sad.
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-16d">2024-07-16</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>Isaac</u>,Ruairidh,Charlotte,Marie,Jono,Lara,Waite,Jacob,</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>Isaac</u>,Jono,Lara,Waite,Jacob,Ruairidh,Charlotte,Marie,</div>
 <div class="triptitle">Lake - Marie Hates Swimming</div>
 See title.
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-25d">2024-07-25</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>Philip S</u>,Sarah,Nat,Becka,PB,Zac,, *Sandy</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>Philip S</u>,Nat,Becka,PB,Zac,Sarah,, *Sandy</div>
 <div class="triptitle">plateau - Entrance spotting</div>
 Lift up with Nat, Sarah and Zac, they went off to topcamp and from the col I wandered down and around the near plateau photographing whatever entrances and tags I could find.<br>
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-25f">2024-07-25</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>ZW</u>,James w,Philip S,Sarah,Colin,Nat,</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>ZW</u>,Philip S,Sarah,Colin,Nat,James w,</div>
 <div class="triptitle">topcamp - Top camp bounce</div>
 Sarah, Nat, Zac and Phil drove up the loser. We then hiked up to the Col. It being Sarah, Nat and Zac's first time up since the installation of the new cable car, we were quite taken unawares by the new path from the car park. From there it was plain hiking up to the col. Once at the Col, Phil s parted ways and headed off on his own adventures. Sarah, Nat and Zac, meanwhile hiked on to top camp. Once there we caught Becka as she was leaving and James W and Colin as they were thinking about leaving. After a little faffing and some noodles, we rang down to base camp to ask what kit we should carry down. We were told only some some roll mats and camp beds for Garlic. Packing these, alongside some tackle sacks from a recent Balkon trip (See report), we began to head down. Zac Lagged behind a lot of the way as his new shoes were wearing on his feet. But eventually we reached the loser car park where we all packed, tightly, into Sarah's car and drove down the hill.
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@@ -1330,7 +1330,7 @@ Got permission to descend to base camp that evening due to a large number of bli
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-28e">2024-07-28</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>lucy h</u>,sarah p,nat,lara,zac,jacob,</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>lucy h</u>,nat,lara,zac,jacob,sarah p,</div>
 <div class="triptitle">balcony - bloody balcony</div>
 26th - 28th
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@@ -1394,7 +1394,7 @@ We slept out under the shooting stars and milky way. Every time I woke, relieved
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-28f">2024-07-28</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>ZW</u>,Lucy h,Jacob,Lara,Sarah,Nat,</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>ZW</u>,Jacob,Lara,Sarah,Nat,Lucy h,</div>
 <div class="triptitle">Balkonhoehle - Who needs ascenders anyway?</div>
 <p><i>Lucy having already covered much of the trip in <a href="logbookentry/2024-07-28/2024-07-28e#"></a> I will only fill in the gaps alluded to</i></p>
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@@ -1418,7 +1418,7 @@ I was so happy to find that we had made it out in time to catch the sun and spen
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-28g">2024-07-28</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>Aidan K</u>,Rosa B,James W,Dickon,Colin Foord,James M,</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>Aidan K</u>,James W,Dickon,Colin Foord,James M,Rosa B,</div>
 <div class="triptitle">Garlic - Landscaping and Festering</div>
 We woke up to some pretty miserable clag that around 10am developed into rain - Colin had fortunately arrived about 40 minutes prior from SB so stayed dry, Dickon and James on the other hand weren't so lucky! They both got fairly wet on their walk over. 
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@@ -1828,35 +1828,35 @@ The positive outcome of the trip was the realisation that the traverses may well
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 <div class="tripdate" id="2024-08-05a">2024-08-05</div>
-<div class="trippeople"><u>ZW</u>,Dickon,Rosa,James W,Tom P,Harry K,</div>
+<div class="trippeople"><u>ZW</u>,Harry K,Tom P,James W,Rosa,Dickon,</div>
 <div class="triptitle">saltmine - We go to the gulag</div>
-<h1>The Plan</h1>
+<h3>The Plan</h3>
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 With some down time at base camp before the big de-rig we were looking for a non-strenuous activity to engage in. Inspired by Jono and the Balister's visit to Halstadt, we thought we'd visit the Altaussee equivalent.
 However, several people wanted to come who had other priorities (Dickon and Harry), namely, retrieving kit. This meant we had to wait for them to finish, which was estimated to be around mid-afternoon.
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-<h1>Reality</h1>
+<h3>Reality</h3>
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 The kit collecting team <i>were</i> done by early-afternoon so Tom, Rosa, James, and I rushed up to meet them at the mine. However, after Dickon rather bluntly asked "Do you speak English?" to the receptionist she explained that the next tour was for children and we'd have to come back at 4.
 So we bummed off down to Altaussee for some Ice cream before heading back up.
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-<h1>The Tour</h1>
+<h3>The Tour</h3>
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 Having forked out 22 euros for  ticket, we were all marched through a turnstile and handed a overall jacket and trousers each. While putting these on, Dickon joked about how it felt like we were being sentenced to hard labour. Once changed, we were expected to wait in a small theatre room until everyone was ready, at which point a film about the mine explaining it's history and contemporary use was played, at the end of which the screen rolled up and the curtains behind brushed aside to reveal the entrance to the mine.
 Our tour guide then stepped out and, in a pattern that would be repeated for the rest of the tour, explained first in German, then in English, about the mine and what we would be doing next.
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-<h1>Enter the Mine </h1>
+<h3>Enter the Mine </h3>
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 In single file we marched into the mine where the air became colder and colder. After 350 meters, we were through the limestone layer and had made it to the salt. Magnificent multicolour layers of rock spiralled and swirled around each other while small formations bristled from between the seams. After a further 350 meters we reached another theatre room where we watched a video about the two salt extraction methods. The first and oldest, involves simply mining the salt and grinding it down. In the second method, bore holes are dug hundreds of meters into the salt and then water pumped in. The water dissolves the salt becoming brine which is then pumped out to a processing facility where it is dried back into pure salt. After the video, someone in the crowd asked how much salt was left and how much longer they could mine it for, to which the guide explained that they had dug bore holes over a thousand meters down and still not found the bottom of the deposit meaning they could continue to harvest for 2000 to 3000 years.
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-<h1>Culture</h1>
+<h3>Culture</h3>
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 From the theatre room, we were marched onwards to a large chapel built from salt blocks in, what felt at the time, like a large chamber. Religious murals and decantry were strewn everywhere in classic catholic fashion. The guide explained that it was the miners chapel to saint Barbara, the patron saint of miners, and that he himself had been married there 24 years ago. He also explained that we <i>should</i> have been smelling a wonderful aroma of pine needles and salt but instead we had the even more wonderful aroma of cured pork as they were drying meats in a neighbouring room. 
 After the chapel, we moved to another room which housed an underground cabin that would put <i>deep sleep to shame</i>. Here there was an exhibit on the Nazi use of the mine as an art store and how it was all nearly destroyed but for the courage of the miners removing eight bombs just before the end of the war.
 We then went down our first slid. Dickon, Tom and I were grouped together in a threesome and achieved some considerable speed. At the bottom of the slide, we marched through a tunnel of projected art works to the top of the next slide which dropped us into a truly vast chamber. This chamber housed a lake with an island in the middle adorned with musical paraphernalia. We were then all asked to be seated for a show during which the cavern was illuminated in a spectacular display of lights and sound.
 It was at this point the tour was concluded and we were all marched back out of the mine. Many comments were made about how much warmer we got as we approached the entrance. Back in the mine buildings we changed out of our overalls and were handed a complimentary thimble of salt. 
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-<h1>Conclusion</h1>
+<h3>Conclusion</h3>
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 I had a brief conversation with Tom after which we both concurred that it was a worthwhile experience for the amount we had paid. There was also much conversation within the group about the possibility of a cavers tour and seeing even more of the mine.
 Overall a good afternoon out.