The last time I was in Swildons was a good few years back and to say that things have changed a bit is an understatement. For a start, when I went to pay the trespass fee at Manor Farm the back door was no longer there so I had to knock on the front door. When I asked where the money box was, I was told that they have moved it to the barn conversions next to where you get changed - BARN CONVERSIONS !! so that was it fee paid time to get changed and go caving ha ha.
Not only have they converted the barns, but something has also converted the entrance to Swildons. OK, the little round tower is still there and so is the manhole opening, but once you drop inside that's when you notice the hanging death and carefully pick your way through until you spot somewhere you recognise. The object of this trip was to find Tratman's Temple and have a feel around the beginning of the short round trip. So off we went with part of a survey in one hand and a copy of the directions in the other. Well we found what we thought was the climb up to Tratman's Temple, but unbeknown to us it wasn't, and only realised when we noticed we were back in the main stream heading for sump 1. Not to worry, Mark and Jess had a play in the sump and then we headed back to have another go at finding Tratman's Temple. We eventually did find it and progress was made rather quickly, surprisingly being we had met another group who had got lost up in Tratman's. Mind you, we had to study the directions rather carefully, and before we new it we were at the greasy chimney, and that was as far as the directions went. I had left the rest of the directions in the car never expecting to get as far as we had, so not wanting to get totally lost and spend hours going around in circles we headed back out and off to the pub for some lunch. We can finish the rest off another day - it's not going anywhere.
Present ... Andy Grimes, Mell Wakeman, Mark Burkey and Jess Harding
Monday, 21 March 2011
Sunday, 20 March 2011
A weekend in Horton in Ribblesdale
An excellent weekend in the Dales on string. Sat, the Dudley/CPC team were joined by Bruce Bensley (Wolverhampton CC and YRC) in Little Hull Pot. Sun was Sell Gill, the Wet Way to do some photos.
Dudley/CPC Team: Mike Peters, Bartek Biela, Paulina Biela, Mike Clayton, Emma Porter.
Dudley/CPC Team: Mike Peters, Bartek Biela, Paulina Biela, Mike Clayton, Emma Porter.
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Giant's Hole - The Vice Squad
Following a mini revisit to a white winter we all met at the elite eatery of 'Mo R Risson' renowned for its pastries, pies and well more pies, and may well have been my demise later on!!
After conducting alfresco quick change it was down the hole, but without my knee pads; and how I paying the price now.
The trip to the pitch was pleasant and going down the pitch was interesting!
Then the meandering of cosy passages commenced leading to the first tight spot which was assisted by Wal's shoulders, followed by the extremely tight and proved to be impassable spot for myself and Mark - Barrel Chests don't compress too well!
After much tugging and trampling on Wals' shoulder again it was the end of the trip and back out Giants Hole with Mark and Jess. Mark was non-too impressed!!!
Coming out into sunshine and abusive god4bids was like stepping back to South Armagh in the 80's - sorry flash back..
Overall it was a great day with wonderful company.
Gary
VIDEO HIGHLIGHTS OF THE TRIP
The Team: Brendan Marris, Dea Wilkins, Gary Chapman, Jessica Harding, Keith Edwards, Mark Burkey, Sinead Herlihy and Steve Wallis.
Saturday, 26 February 2011
A South Wales Weekend - The Water-Gate Affair
Graham constructs a gate for the dig
Sunday, 13 February 2011
Knotlow and Wharf Mines - Where's Andy? Why didn't he untie that flipping belay?
So one Thursday evening it was suggested that an exchange trip from Knotlow to Wharf Mine was on the cards. Andy hadn’t had a decent outing to test himself for a while and had always wanted to have a go at the Engine Shaft and Meccano passage. There was to be another party coming in via the Wharf Climbing Shaft and I really fancied giving my shiny new pantin a workout, so said I’d be happy to join Andy and Mel coming in from the Knotlow side. As is often my downfall, after hearing that there was a squeeze in the Meccano passage, and with Keith’s uncanny assessment that it might be ‘a little cozy’ for me, flooded, coffin and suicidal came up in my Google foray!
After a good hearty breakfast we were off. I was a little nervous, but excited at the same time. I like to imagine anything that worries me to be so horrendously bad that when I actually encounter it it’s a pleasant surprise. Unfortunately this is in perfect contrast to Jess who likes to arrive oblivious, so my nervous chatter in the car on the way to the mines was not well received.....
Mark: ”So do you think that the guys on UK Caving Forum were kidding when they put that they wouldn’t do Meccano again and that it was suicidal, tight and wet?”
Jess: “If you don’t shut up I’m going to shove that Pantin where it’s not designed for!”
I decided on quiet and contemplative after this.
At the Engine shaft Andy and Bartek swiftly rigged. Andy was describing the descent to me and how you had to swing across the passage before reaching the bottom, but I was only half listening as SRT is the bit I enjoy and was concentrating on the flooded stage. All rigged and ready to go Andy commanded, “Right Mark, down you go!”......That’ll teach me.
The descent was smooth, the passage was obvious and I happily tied in a belay and backed it up down the passage to give those following a line to clip in to. Down came the others and we removed our SRT gear ready for the crawl. Andy explained that he’d untie the rope so that if the others decided against the ascent out that we could pull the rope up from the top.
Into Meccano we went with Andy in the lead. We soon reached the flooded section. The passage was roomier than I’d imagined (I have a wonderful imagination) but the water was coming up fast. Andy ahead was in good voice with expletives being used frequently, much to Mel’s amusement. Once the water had forced Andy’s head to the ceiling and his chin in the water he decided he was not a happy bunny and ordered a retreat to drier land to talk through if we had missed something. With water now in just about every cavity and no room to turn around we shuffled backward down the passage till we could all re-group. After Andy kindly offered the lead to Mel, Myself and Jess (All of us graciously declining) he decided that it was helmets off and he’d show us how it was done. Down the passage he went expletives and all and was soon calling back that he was through and at the squeeze. After a few cusses and grunts he was through, Mel of course shot through like a whippet out of cage. I looked nervously down the passage and called to Andy to have a look back through and see if he thought I’d get through. After being assured that if I got stuck that he’d pull me through by my ears I gave it a go......and......turns out that some trip reports are made a little larger than life. Imagine that!
Very happy with myself for fitting through and skipping along through to Wharf we met Keith and Bartek on the way. Brendan was wandering around further back muttering something about Mines, but looked less enthusiastic than I’d ever seen him. Andy was on a roll and already headed off up the route out and I decided to hold back and let Jess go up first whilst I popped on my new toy to see if it made the prussic up any easier. After some interesting rift and re-belays I was happy with my new piece of kit and was soon up and out. I mentioned to Jess as I emerged that I’d like to do a larger SRT pitch and try out the pantin on a good sized prussic to which she grinned and told me that Andy wanted to see me. Apparently Andy hadn’t realised that I had tied in at two points and only untied the one, so it looked like I would get my chance at a larger prussic a little sooner than I’d anticipated! It was now quite cold, windy and spitting with rain, so it was almost pleasant to get out of the weather and in to the shaft. Everything was smooth on the way down. I untied the belay and pulled plenty of rope through the chest croll knowing that there would be plenty of bounce on the rope and stepped out in to the shaft. I was pretty chuffed with myself that I only dropped around 6ft and begun my prussic back up. I hadn’t counted on just how much bounce there would be on the rope and pin-balled around the shaft each time I stepped up! After 10 minutes I’d gotten the hang of the rope but realised that after the trip and prussic out of Wharf that I was going to need to take it steady............45 min’s later I could hear Keith shouting something about hurrying up and I’m sure it was most encouraging had I been able to make out all the words. Back at the top of the shaft I looked around to let Andy know that I thought it a little inconvenient that he’d forgotten the 2nd belay but as soon as he’d seen the steam rising from the shaft he knew I’d almost reached the top and retreated to the car.
The day was finished with some lovely cake back at the cafe and even Brendan seemed to have stopped mumbling about mines and enjoyed a cuppa.
Mark
Bartek in Hillocks
The Team: Andy Grimes, Bartek Biela, Brendan Marris, Jessica Harding, Keith Edwards, Mark Burkey & Mel Wakeman.
Saturday, 5 February 2011
OFD 2 - Into the Labyrinth
Where Mark 'The Chin' overcomes his fear of traverses, Wal, for once in his life, doesn't wander off (too far anyway), Gary discovers the delights of Meander 'Boil in the Bag' over-suits, Jess dares to criticise her leader for slight navigational errors, Sinead manages to go caving without screaming (too much anyway) and Keith gets verbally abused.
The trip was arranged for new members Sinead and Gary. The trip was a meander around a number of passages in top entrance as it was too wet to go to our planned destination - Top Waterfall. The route through the cave was - Big Chamber, Bagpipe Chamber, Arete Chamber, Cairn Chamber, The Labyrinth, Salubrious Streamway - downstream, The Crossroads, Cross Rift, Shatter Pillar, Selenite Tunnel, The Crossroads, Trident/Judge, Salubrious Streamway - upstream, Arete Chamber - from the other side, Gnome Passage and out via White Arch. Everyone seemed to enjoy the experience although some members of the team were more than a little knackered on the way out.
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The team on the traverses just beyond Big Chamber |
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Keith and Gary negotiating President's Leap |
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Wal climbing the waterfall in Arete Chamber |
When it became obvious that a Top Waterfall trip was not possible I did moot the idea of taking the group into Cwm Dwr, but was persuaded against the idea as it was suggested that Mark might not fit through the squeeze. As we were out of the cave well before our call-out time Mark asked if I would take him a short way into Cwm Dwr to see if he would or would not fit through the squeeze. I asked Brendan who was Duty Officer for the weekend if he would like the pleasure of leading the trip for Mark. It was difficult to hear his reply as I was outside a window of the club in a bitterly cold northerly breeze and he was inside the club basking in the warmth provided by the new central heating system, but he shook his head and said something which sounded like 'fork cough'. I'm not sure what that means.
Jess joined us and we set off down the drainpipes and along the watery crawls. In a short while we were at the infamous 'Grade 2 Constricted Space' crawl where with a little huffing a puffing Mark managed to feed his body through, although I don't think he would have before some kind soul bagged up large quantities of the stones. Jess then said, "You were thinking of bringing the new members into here." I nodded and she replied, "You sadistic bustard." I don't understand why I was compared to a large bird which has been extinct in Britain for nearly 180 years and I'm sure when Gary and Sinead do go to Cwm Dwr - probably during the caving weekend of 2nd/3rd April they will think it's a lovely cave.
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Keith at the entrance |
Sunday, 23 January 2011
Yorkshire Caving - Heron Pot
Having taken part in the Peak Cavern trip photographic extravaganza for Jess' birthday, we thought we'd better take a camera to Yorkshire for Mark's birthday caving weekend.
Saturday saw us joining Heather and some friends from Crewe to do an SRT trip in Bull Pot of the Witches - with 15 of us shimmying up and down ropes it became an exercise in logistics as well as ropework! As we were out by half 3, we popped off for a quick through trip from Calf holes to Browgill to finish the day off.
Sunday we set off to find Heron Pot - as recommended by Andy G. Armed with O.S. coordinates but having mislaid the GPS, we nonetheless managed to pinpoint the pot straight away - or so we thought! It fitted the description perfectly so we kitted up and slid in to the first chamber...to find that we way on was a very tight flat out passage. We hummed and hah'd over the fact that Andy said it wasn't a tight cave, and the description didn't mention it either. Climbing back out rather despondantly, we then noticed a very obvious cave entrance only feet away, which we'd been standing with our backs to, doh!
Once we got into the real Heron Pot we really enjoyed the trip - full of formations, interesting passages and not much water. The pitches weren't the most straightforward to rig but by combining Andy's advice with the couple of descriptions we'd taken, Mark managed to rig the pitches quickly and efficiently. We explored the cave down to the start of the through-trip wet crawl, including a climb up to a well-decorated chamber and a look at the upper fossil series, which is accessed up a calcite slope. We decided to give the "long wet crawl" to the valley a miss as we weren't doing the through trip, and returned to the pitches.
At the bottom of the first pitch I managed to swing right into the waterfall as I started prussicking up, which was a real incentive to prussick fast as I spluttered to Mark "Hold the rope! It's not going through my ascender!" It was at this point Mark remembered Andy had mentioned something about a deviation??? Sure enough, half way up there was a p-bolt that wasn't mentioned in either of the descriptions, but would have just kept that rope out of the waterfall :0(
We were back at the car and toasty again just as other cavers were popping out of holes all over the hillside - such is the beauty of Yorkshire!
There were formations throughout the cave, including the famous "pickled onion" formation (above).
The passages were full of calcite curtains and flowstone.
Present: Heron Pot - Mark "the chin" Burkey and Jess "Globetrotter" Harding
Saturday saw us joining Heather and some friends from Crewe to do an SRT trip in Bull Pot of the Witches - with 15 of us shimmying up and down ropes it became an exercise in logistics as well as ropework! As we were out by half 3, we popped off for a quick through trip from Calf holes to Browgill to finish the day off.
Sunday we set off to find Heron Pot - as recommended by Andy G. Armed with O.S. coordinates but having mislaid the GPS, we nonetheless managed to pinpoint the pot straight away - or so we thought! It fitted the description perfectly so we kitted up and slid in to the first chamber...to find that we way on was a very tight flat out passage. We hummed and hah'd over the fact that Andy said it wasn't a tight cave, and the description didn't mention it either. Climbing back out rather despondantly, we then noticed a very obvious cave entrance only feet away, which we'd been standing with our backs to, doh!
Once we got into the real Heron Pot we really enjoyed the trip - full of formations, interesting passages and not much water. The pitches weren't the most straightforward to rig but by combining Andy's advice with the couple of descriptions we'd taken, Mark managed to rig the pitches quickly and efficiently. We explored the cave down to the start of the through-trip wet crawl, including a climb up to a well-decorated chamber and a look at the upper fossil series, which is accessed up a calcite slope. We decided to give the "long wet crawl" to the valley a miss as we weren't doing the through trip, and returned to the pitches.
At the bottom of the first pitch I managed to swing right into the waterfall as I started prussicking up, which was a real incentive to prussick fast as I spluttered to Mark "Hold the rope! It's not going through my ascender!" It was at this point Mark remembered Andy had mentioned something about a deviation??? Sure enough, half way up there was a p-bolt that wasn't mentioned in either of the descriptions, but would have just kept that rope out of the waterfall :0(
We were back at the car and toasty again just as other cavers were popping out of holes all over the hillside - such is the beauty of Yorkshire!


Present: Heron Pot - Mark "the chin" Burkey and Jess "Globetrotter" Harding
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