Saturday – 23 July 2005 Ibbeth Peril 1 and 2 (almost)

 

 

Cavers – Sooty, Tim, Paul, Tony, George, Graham and Julie

Non-cavers – Captain Salty

 

Beachcomber Bay meets the strange gang (Salty meets MUGS).

 

The drizzle started on the M6 – “it be ritee was the cry”.

Dent car park saw the gathering and we warmed ourselves up on Tony’s smoking brakes due to his impression of Colin McRae for the previous 90 miles…

 

Julie arrived for her first caving trip with MUGS and Captain Salty (her dog) enjoyed Paul’s company (in an innocent way).  Julie told us about her skin bends whilst deep diving Tim and Tony were well impressed.

 

Soon we were at Ibbeth 2 and Paul was despatched down it.  Tim followed but sat nervously looking at the first way flat out crawl thinking of the rain clouds far above.  Sooty showed Tim the way to do the crawl but soon found that he was ½ inch to big for the squeeze. Never mind back out and into the midges. Tony was pleased to avoid a soaking.

Ibbeth 1 was much more pleasant and we were soon down the entrance series and into the main chamber.  Tim, Sooty, Tony (who nearly fell asleep on a rock) and Julie went to look at the formation in the corner and poked around in various nooks and crannies. “NICE FORMATIONS”

After that we did the pre-named (from the last time we visited) STEP OF FAITH into the upper series and onto the sump – Tim was the only one stupid enough to go up the end to see the sump.

The little fishes in the lakes were an interesting distraction.

Next back to the waterfall and the climb to the lower series – Julie helped Tim free himself from being wedged.  A few minutes of caving saw us at a low crawl at head height (which we assumed way the connection to Ibbeth2).  Tim volunteered Tony who volunteered Paul.

 

Tim thought he heard “That’s bordering on the horrific”

What Paul actually said once he’d attacked it was “Now I’m out I can say that was terrific” – the word “snaggy” was also used.

 

Then we caved out and Sooty took photos of people coming out of the boulder climb.

 

On the way back to the car Paul took George’s car keys as a joke from their hiding place – we don’t know if the trick worked as George played it cool.

 

Then off to the Station Inn for beer, food and pool – George was unbeaten – obviously too much “customer entertaining”!!! The sheep delay our journey to the pub….

 

Tim

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