First time caving for rather long time and instead of a nice easy bimble to ease back in, decided to do a 4 hour grovel fest. At least battered not knackered. Munching codeine and anti inflamitaries like Smarties, battling the Loony Lurcher for room ont sofa and Mrs P cackling like an evil witch. 'You're not as young as you used to be!' Cow! Eeeee it were brill. Bed. Night night.
Same trip we did and then dragged a load of digging gear down the next cave in the system. Fancy a bez next week bud? Got a full spare set of gear. Even knee pads!
Not for ages , strangely enough, bumped into one of me Mendip mates tother day at Inglesport, haven't seen him for years.
Often in Inglesport or Bernie's, and around Swindons in Mendips so happy for random contacts for SRT trips or occssional sump dive.