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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-01-01b">2024-07-29</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>Sam Tittensor</u>,Jono,Chris H,Becka,Ellie D,</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>Sam Tittensor</u>,Ellie D,Becka,Chris H,Jono,</div>
<div class="triptitle">Balkonhoehle - Happy Campers (eventually!)</div>
After 2 very hot trips ferrying kit up the plateau, a late start, and a great deal of faff, motivation to get underground was low.
This resulted in a (very necessary!) talking-to from the drill sergeant (Becka), before we bucked our ideas up, and kit was assembled for inspection on the rocks at top camp and packed into bags.
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The further into the chamber I got, the bigger it seemed to grow (along with my excitement), whilst Becka & Ellie watched proceedings somewhat apprehensively from the floor below.
A second, much safer climb onto another jammed boulder entered the chamber properly, where I began to take in the scale of the place, trying (failing) to light it up, and bouncing echos off the walls.
I returned to the deck completely buzzing, trying to communicate what I'd just seen, and insisting we must return with a drill & rope asap!
This meant somewhat reluctantly slogging off to Tartarus.
This meant somewhat reluctantly slogging off to Tartarus, where we decided we'd make the most of the day checking out some leads in Ichthyes. We spent a while trying to work out the way to the pushing front, clambering up and down in the rift, before deciding we were liable to run out of time to do anything useful, and retreating to a QMB we had passed on the way in.
This resulted in a very quick and satisfying loop closure between 2 leads, finding a hole down and the continuation of a draughting rift behind a pillar, before returning to camp.
A planned early start the next day was stalled slightly by Jono's alarm failing to go off, but we made up time with some much more direct routefinding back to the foot of the boulder choke.
Becka & Ellie set about
<div class="timeug">T/U: 68.0 hours</div>
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-14c">2024-07-14</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>PS</u>,PB,JC,Isaac,RM,Marie,JL,Sieds,</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>PS</u>,Sieds,PB,JC,Isaac,RM,Marie,JL,</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.
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<div class="tripdate" id="2024-07-16d">2024-07-16</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>Isaac</u>,Charlotte,Marie,Jono,Lara,Waite,Jacob,Ruairidh,</div>
<div class="trippeople"><u>Isaac</u>,Ruairidh,Charlotte,Marie,Jono,Lara,Waite,Jacob,</div>
<div class="triptitle">Lake - Marie Hates Swimming</div>
See title.
<div class="timeug">T/U: 0.01 hours</div>