EXPO 2003
Typed up David Loeffler, January 2004. I've done my best to
decipher this but bits are still illegible; there are also a lot of
dangling cross-references to trips that never actually got written
up. Editorial comments (in italics) are mine.
(20th Expo at Staud'n'Wirt)
See also the scanned original paper copy of this logbook.
There is no copy of the callout book from this expo.
2003-07-10
Mark Shinwell, Earl Merson, Olly Madge, Martin Green,
Journey - Packing and Journey to Austria
[et al. - others not listed above]
(to 12/7/2003) In fact it's not the 12th July at all, it's Wednesday 16th but
we've only just gotten around to buying a log book. It appears that
I have the pleasure of inscribing the first of what will
[LARGE DEAD FLY STUCK TO PAGE, COVERED IN CELLOPHANE, LABELLED
"3D FLY-O-SCOPE - DIE FLY"]
Never look a log book in the mouth. As I was saying,
no doubt be the usual collection of impecably [sic - I can't
tell if this is deliberate!] written reports, each written
longingly with due care and attention (ignoring distractions such
as [illegible] insects), with the authors in a sufficiently
sober state so as to recount the superbly accurate tales in the
worst manner possible.
Horse flies in Austria weren't the only ones taking the piss. AN
excellent sponsorship effort by Julia led to the delivery of 125kg
of noodles (912 packets, just think how far those noodles would
stretch!) in 33 boxes of varying size. A mammoth van-packing
effort, including trips to every corner of Cambridge (and Bury St.
Edmunds, root of all evil) [footnote: Greene King Ltd.
(PLC?)] managed to cram 100kg of the noodles and an amazing pile of
other shit into Mark's van.
The drive out - Mark and Early - was good, except for a few
minor hiccups (Eurotunnel had told us the wrong time & we had
to wait an hour, etc). Van temperature light came on twice so we
paused briefly to cool down. Driving all day - 4am to 10pm - in 1
1/2 - 2 hour shifts works very well - could have done the
journey in 12 1/2 hrs without the tunnel + cooling problems.
Arrived at 11pm prompt and headed for Hilde's bar.
T/U a bit (in tunnels).
At this juncture Mark noticed that the front two pages of the
logbook were stuck together. By gaffer tape of course.
T/U:
2003-07-16
Anthony Day, Julia Day, Dave Loeffler,
Journey - Travel out
Having quit my job on Thursday, and with Dave dossing on our
floor Thursday night, I wasn't worried about packing the car and
hadn't done much beyond throwing a few things into a useful box,
and packing the top-camp meals into a suitcase (of course).
However, first job of Friday was to go to the DVLA in Wimbledon to
get a tax disk for Dour. That done, and journey food bought, the
morning was waring on so a massive pile of gear was collected and
assembed next to the Tunnocks mobile. I then discovered that,
whilst an inordinate amount of noodles had safely arrived, there
was no sign of any Tunnocks bars. Disaster! Alsoa bit annoying, as
I'd confirmed sponsorship to folk almost a month ago. So I rang
Tunnocks and left a polite message inquiring about the lack of
Thomas Tunnock Ltd products. The result of this was to be told that
my e-mail confirming dates and a delivery address was never
received...oh poo. However the nice man aat Tunnocks was only a bit
grumpy and agreed to send the stuff on to another address. Sorted.
I then had a bit of a stress about the size of the shit pile.
** NEWS FLASH 8.51pm - it's gonna rain ** Hurrah!
So went upstairs to a create more gear whilst Dave organised the
stuff already by the car. Once Dave had done the hard work (well
the flat needed cleaning) it started to look OK, and we ahd a good
half an hour sitting around before Dour got home from work. Then we
were off. Made it onto the 7pm ferry and after that it was just the
occasional coffee + petrol stop. Dour drove pretty much all thru
the night. Arrived at the Pötschen Pass to find some major bike
race going on, and it was still going on in Bad Aussee, actually
quite handy as there were marshals on the silly corner to wave you
through when it was safe to go. The three of us arrived; five
minutes later Tony arrived chauffered from the station by Hilde. We
sat and festered for a bit, then got round to putting the bier tent
up. Not long afterwards, when the frame was up but far from stable
the heavens opened, and we all looked a bit silly, stood there
getting drenched whilst supporting a massive metal structure. We
got bored after a while and went over the road. Karin: "It is
funny. You are here ... and it is raining."
T/U:
2003-07-17
Becka Lawson,
Journey - Journey
Got here ~ 3.30pm. Baking hot + everything locked up. Ate last
night's slop + got a beer in. Bad head from no sleep at all last
night (blame Richard Branson).
T/U:
2003-07-18
Dave Loeffler, Mark Shinwell,
204 - Rigging down towards Razordance
Rigged 204a ent pitches to Wolpertinger Way. Stuck a rope down
Pot-u-Like; we weren't very convinced by the bolting + came out
again.
On reaching surface were soundly patronised by Dour and Becka
who went on to rig rest of Ariston.
T/U 5hrs
T/U: 5
2003-07-18
Dave Loeffler,
204 - Rigging 204e ent pitch
Got bored so put a rope down 204E. Couldn't remember route from
bottom of pitch so came straight back out again.
T/U 1hr
T/U: 1
2003-07-18
Becka Lawson, Anthony Day,
204 - Rigging Ariston
Just back up from carry 2 in time to see Mark + Dave emerge.
Down with 2 tacklesacks with rope for Kiwi Suit & down Ariston
to finish off rigging that & take sacks to top of Kiwi Suit,
plus some fettling of rigging.
T/U 7 hours
T/U: 7
2003-07-19
Becka Lawson, Earl Merson, Julian Haines,
204 - 204 tourist trip
Tourist trip, courtesy of Earl, to show Julian the highlights of
204. Walked over to 204D + rigged in - q. lot of snow. Julian did
the climb up - we should leave the 8m rope on this. Down
into Swings + Roundabouts. Took 2 tacklesacks of rope to head of
Gaffered to the Walls for rigging. Up Treeumphant Passage, poking
around various holes. Looked at bottom of 204E then Earl + I went
to bottom of Helter Skelter. Earl reckoned the climb up would lik
to the climb he did at the far N end of Swings + Roundabouts. I
moved some boulders from the bottom of Helter Skelter, I reckon I
could get through the gap (especially given a lump hammer) with a
nice draught through it + tube (q. big) beyond - should be pushed
through. Back + looked at 01-10A - rope still on the up-climb (C4)
+ 2 hangers left from pitch down but our rope not long enough.
Since so easy to access this from 204E this should be looked at
again. Through short cut (v. easy, recommended) back into
Treeumphant + up to Cave Tree Chamber. Found a
tacklesack crabbed to the bottom of
(still-rigged) traverse, complete with short rope + 4 slings.
Presumably been there 2 years, oops. Took it out with us. Back +
out via No Pain No Gain (looking into Pleasure Dome from start) +
then down to Millennium Dome (looking in from top) + to initial
part of Merry Fucking Christmas until climb down. Then saw Mark +
Anthony coming up + offering a lift down the hill, sorted.
Everybody out 204A. Fun trip.
T/U 7hrs
T/U: 7
2003-07-19
Mark Shinwell, Dave Loeffler, Anthony Day,
204 - Kiwi Suit rigging
Abbed down to bottom of Ariston and followed crawl to head of
Kiwi Suit. Proceeded to watch Dour shit his pants over the head of
the 54m. Two bomber naturals ensured a safe descent. Into a nice
stream canyon, down the next short pitch to the top of the 20m.
Rope (101m, or so it said) didn't reach the bottom, even though the
traverse and backups at the thead of the 54m had been rigged on
another rope. We resolved to bring more rope and went home. Met
Haines and co. at the bottom of Wolpertinger, at the end of their
tour of 204. Prussiked out and went down the hill. Drank
Gösser.
T/U 6 1/2 hrs
T/U: 6.5
2003-07-20
Becka Lawson, Martin Green,
204 - 204E to Helter Skelter
Walked up hill + Julian+Earl doing traverse at Gaffered to the
Walls so thought we'd rig down Gaffered + be sociable. Obviously we
didn't think too hard about it as when we got there they were
lobbing endless rocks off their ledge. Rigging Gaffered not an
option. Watched them a moment + adminred the long drop into space
then retreated to QMs back nearer 204E. First went up Crowning
Glory to end to QM 2001-10A. andclimb rope left from 2001 up
then rigged down (like I did on yesterday's trip). Pit at bottom of
this pitch blind. Walked up boulder slope on the other side
of pitch + gardeded the next drop then Martin down on rest of rope
from first pitch with a tackle sack rope protector. To left was
rift with aven (went 3m). In LH wall, 2m up, small crawl (QM C).
Straight on, rift continued down moderate pitch (QM B) + above
passage continued (QM B) which could be reached by bolting up ~3m.
Then went down Helter Skelter to far end. We moved boulders +
stacked them up for some time until could finally get under the low
wall at end. It went right, under another low squeeze, + then
opened into a small pitch which Martin descended on naturals ~8m.
2m slot in floor. Pitch blind + drippy (got wet when we
surveyed it the next day + it rained on the surface). Came back up
Helter Skelter slowly looking at QMs. Martin found QM
2001-14B, a sandy crawl with a draft + pushed it into new
stuff. Yahoo (embarrasing we didn't spot it in the original
2001 survey though). Looked at lots until time to go home. Met Earl
+ Julian back at the 204E rope + exited together. Good trip.
T/U 6 hours
T/U: 6
2003-07-20
Earl Merson, Julian Haines,
204 - 21 Bolt Salute traverse (Part 1)
On our tourist trip yesterday, Julian had spotted a QM across
the head of the 70m pitch 'Gaffered to the Walls'. This is on the
edge of the current survey and heading south/southwest direction,
so Julian's cave detector was off the scale given that this passage
is also on the main phreatic level of Steinbrucken. Thus Julian and
I returned to traverse around the right hand wall...
There are significant ledges and other footholds around for most
of the way, which is just as well given the variable quality of the
rock. Starting from the tarvese line by the head of the pitch, we
climbed up to a large ledge. I bolted ahead while Julian hand
bolted a backup. After about 10m the ledge runs out and we were
left hanging on the bolts placed in what limited sound rock we
could find; hardly ideal placements.
A pull up onto a muddy ledge brings us to about the halfway
point. Here a muddy tube slopes up to a mud/sand choke (dry, QM C,
not drafting noticeably). We put on a few bolts on a ledge, and
were now on the NW corner of the shaft but not any better able to
tell if the QM at our objective will go. Incidentally, the ~4
second drop from the traverse to the bottom of the pitch really
impresses! We return tomorrow to finish the job.
T/U ??
T/U:
2003-07-21
Becka Lawson, Martin Green,
204 - 204E to survey Sandpit off Helter Skelter
Julian + Earl still bolting above Gaffered to the Walls so no
point trying to rig below them so off to survey yesterday's stuff
in Sandpit of Helter Skelter. Sandy crawl (was QM 2001-14B) leads
to small passage. Closes off up + to right; main way goes past
dead furry bat to sandy hole which we'd dug out yesterday.
This tube goes up steeply. At top, straight ahead leads up into
small chamber with a pitch to right + up from there. Go left
another rift/pitch which probably links to the first one. Main way
from sandy tube follows the draft to the left along a
crawling tube past a couple of not-bad straws into a small chamber.
Rift, thin, deep, narrow to the right (leading to small shaft?).
Ahead, nasty loose hole to left but main way is under low wall +
crawl up ramp on right side. Over a loose boulder wall, to the
right went to a pitch head with a huge boulder perched on top. It's
possible to free-climb down this rift to the left to a drippy floor
+ Martin climbed a further 2m below this but still not down to
bottom of shaft (doesn't look promising though). Various tubes
above pitch head, probably don't go. Main way is to left
after boulder wall, crawling to edge of ramp. Can climb down to
left, to bottom, nasty loose pitch to left at bottom. Ahead,
clamber over boulders. At far end, small passage leads off + up but
gets too small. At left climb up + then follow up a solution tube
several metres up to top of aven then tube closes down. Main way on
at ramp is across + up to small sandy tube. Down this + to right.
Small crawly passage with odd boulders in it needing gardening +
more bat skeletons led up + past final squeeze into q. large drippy
rift. Into this + we climbed up two levels (first one a rather
dodgy free climb) until too hard to upclimb but aven continued up
beyond this point. End of that survey. Back + down to bottom of
Helter Skelter + surfeyed down to the pitch we found yesterday
(last leg a joke plumb as we didn't rig the pitch). As down there,
rain started + everything got drippy + worse. Checked off most of
the Helter Skelter QM's on way up (2001 - 56C, 58C, 15C all don't
go; 16A downgraded to B). Also M 2000-20C dead from day before this
in Treeumphant. We left QM 2001-17C in Helter Skelter which is over
attractive white mud, while 2001-56C might go if you want to climb
diddly tubes.
T/U 9hrs
T/U: 9
2003-07-21
Earl Merson, Julian Haines,
204 - 21 Bolt Salute
More bolt traverse fun! Reached the corner of the shaft and
climbed into a small slot (hoping this to be a quick way to get to
the large QM) but although there is a view through boulders, it
didn't seem to be wise to try and get through. Back out of the slot
(hmm, kneeling on one's traverse line) and three more bolts bring
us to a short abseil onto the target QM's boulder slope. Julian
followed across and we explore where this stoking QM goes ... Main
way blocked by boulder slope, but a phreatic rift/joint area on the
left leads upwards with a strong breeze. Following this breeze we
climbed up for about 6m to where boulders blocked the passage, the
breeze whistling through a small gap. Julian had a good look and
declared that there was 'a lot of cave' around here, just we
couldn't get to it. We may return with a crow bar to proddle the
boulders a little. We surveyed out, measuring the top of the 70m
pitch as over 20m.
T/U ??
T/U:
2003-07-22
Becka Lawson, Earl Merson,
Loser Plateau - Surface prospect
Headed off with Martin;s GPS above various bits of 204. Ended up
at the top of the Hinterer Schwartzmooskogel then went back to 204
Top Camp near the top of the ridge logging various holes, dead +
otherwise. Met Mark, Julian + Dave at camp. Had lunch, then me,
Julian + Dave up North to prospect for an hour. Found a couple more
holes. Finally Earl + I watched Mark desced 2000-08. Possible way
on to side of it - narrow rift, needed a rope. Earl + I found a
couple more holes, ended. Back down hill. GPS positions etc. in
survey folder.
T/U 30min
T/U: 0.5
2003-07-22
Dave Loeffler, Julian Todd,
Loser Plateau - Surface wander
Returned to holes 'up North' minus Becka but plus gear: rigged
one hole down pitch (see sketch) + tagged that as 2003/03.
Julian's other entrance, tagged as 2003/04, is a small
down-sloping crawl in the western side of a depression visible from
the stone bridge. (At the south end of the depression is a short
tunnel leading out onto the hillside, the other end of which is
clearly visible from 204). Anyway this gives access to some
bouldery phreatic passage perhaps 5m wide + high heading westwards
[actually it was northwards, as we found when we surveyed the
thing some while later] which is choked after perhaps 30-50m
(we should really return + survey it, alhtough it has no obvious
leads left to push).
T/U ?? [must have been about 1 hour]
T/U: 1
2003-07-23
Dave Loeffler, Anthony Day, Mark Shinwell,
204 - Razordance rigging (+ pushing a bit)
Rigged [Julia's handwriting in margin: No you didn't,
Anthony did ] bottom two pitches of Kiwi Suit and commenced
the merry task of hauling a huge tackle sack containing our 200m
pushing rope through Razordance itself. Dour bolted Steady Now, the
pitch at the old pushing front (Duncs descended it last year on the
rope from the previous pitch, which must have been rather damp).
This gave access to some more rift and another wet climb (rigged as
a pitch). An awkward climb up through some boulders leads to a
sizeable chamber (originally named The Brewhouse, now renamed God
Loves a Drunk). Another pitch was visible around the corner,
provisionally named The Mash Tun; rather than bolt this we turned
around and slogged out, eventually emerging at intervals of about
an hour with the last man (Dour) emerging at about 3.30 am. (We
must all be nuts!)
T/U Mark 12h, Dave 13h, Dour 14h
T/U: 13
2003-07-23
Julia Day,
234 - Hauchhöhle
Went to have a quick look at the pitch lead in Hauchhöhle. Put a
bolt in for the hang. There's a friendly-looking ledge not far
down, looks like you could scout out a good place for a rebelay, as
rocks seem to fall free from here.
T/U:
2003-07-24
Dave Loeffler, Mark Shinwell,
Loser Plateau - Surface-bashing
Went with Brian to see 2003-{01, 02} and then on to
Damoclesshacht (2003-05) which Brian was to descend. Went on and
eventually found Julian T's new cave (2003-06). Spent some time
prospecting around here. Found zero caves and one adder. A most
unproductive day.
T/U:
2003-07-24
Julia Day, Anthony Day,
Loser Plateau - Finding tent spaces + surface wandering
Anthony was buggered following his nails 'ard trip down
Razordance the previous day. So we festered for some time. At 2pm
we were just going to leave and so something useful when some folk
arrived. ARGE were doing a long weekend of prospecting and rekkying
(almost certainly not spelt like that) [indeed not - editor]
something further up. Spent some time with them looking for tent
spaces, then headed for a hole spotted last year near 204c which
turned out to be tagged 2002-04. Martin had kindly compiled a list
of all known caves in the area, 2002-04 was nowhere to be found. I
put a tag in at the pitch head and rigged a ladder. The pitch is
v.short, only 5 metres or so. Down a slippery climb, the whole
passage curves round to the left (it's about 3 metres high, wiht
rocks wedged in at various levels) then stops, a tiny bit of a
crawl starts but isn't even a Wook lead. To the right is a pitch
climb of maybe 4/5 m which I didn't drop as Dour had run away. (It
was raining Ahhh...) Doesn't look very inspiring, but a crawl at
the bottom might carry on. Collected Dour and we did a surface
survey back to 204C. At the moment I've no idea where 2002-04 is,
because 204C has never been linked into the data-set - will go back
and do an underground survey at some point. Treading on bees
doesn't help when you're intending to walk up the hill.
T/U:
2003-07-24
Julian Haines, Martin Green, Earl Merson, Becka Lawson,
204 - Round Gaffered (Traverse + down) + Dutch Beauty squeeze
Julian + I in first with new-from-Eisenhof, 50% bigger crowbar
to prod boulders. Across Gaffered 21-Bolt Traverse (mmm,
acrobatic), up the boulders, to the top of the tube + looked at the
boulders. Not much room for manoeuvre, or for a quick escape when
they start raining on your head. Nevertheless Julian + I alternated
levering them out (all too easy - some came out even from chucking
a rock at them) for an hour or two. Bloody cold in the draft.
Finally got enough out to see that the good-looking way on was just
a solution pocket whilst the draft was coming from directly above +
there could be many, many boulders funnelled up there. Decided we'd
stretched our nerves enough. Out + I de-rigged the traverse. By
then Earl + Martin had turned up. I then went with Martin rigging
into Gaffered (we hadn't wanted to start before the traverse was
derigged as loose stuff kept dropping down the pitch). Rigged the
70m, the next pitch, the traverse + pitch and finally the eyehole
pitch so 4 pitches in all with Martin adding extra spits here +
there to beef up the rigging + avoid dodgy naturals. Meanwhile
Julian + Earl had been going to look at Pleasuredome for horizontal
leads but got distracted + ended up finding the squitty squeeze off
Dutch Beauty which Earl linked up to the end of the 21 Bolt
Traverse (doh!)
T/U Martin 8 1/2, Becka 10 1/2, Julian 8 1/2, Earl 6 1/2 or something like that
T/U: 8
2003-07-25
Mark Shinwell, Anthony Day, Dave Loeffler,
204 - Razordance
Mark + Dave went to the bottom of Steady Now to start surveying
the passage drom the previous trip. Dour followed, to bolt The Mash
Tun - an 8m pitch after the God Loves A Drunk chamber. Took Dour a
while to bolt it, so the surveyors caught up with him. Descended
Mash Tun to land in a pool, leading to a much wider (2-3m) canyon.
Very soon the head of the next pitch, Copper Pitch, is reached -
looks like a fine shaft of 20-30m. [Footnote: Actually 17m
60cm - Mark.] Rift bends around to the left after the pitch, still
looks 3m or more wide. Distinct change in the character of the
cave. Drill battery failed afer 1 1/2 holes on the Y-hang so we
went home. Took about 4 hours to get out.
T/U 10-12hrs approx
T/U: 11
2003-07-25
Julian Haines, Becka Lawson,
204 - Survey Rhino Rift from Dutch Beauty
Off to survey Earl's link to the end of the 21 Bolt Travese of
Gaffered. Having squeezed through, discovered there was much
more cave than Earl had described - yahoo! Julian disappeared off
for some time + came back very excited. First surveyed up to
link to 21 Bolt Traverse with Julian doing the squeeze through the
dodgy boulders onto the loose boulder pile perched on top of
Gaffer's 70m pitch. He'd missed seeing the passage we'd emerged
from from the other direction when I asked him about it yesterday,
because Earl had popped out of a tube just below it which Julian
thought was what I'd seen. We then continued surveying Rhino Rift
until we ran out of time. This was supposed to be Julian's las
caving trip before he went home but he decided he'd have to come
back tomorrow...
T/U 10hrs
T/U: 10
2003-07-26
Julian Haines, Becka Lawson,
204 - Rig Deviated + survey On A Mission
Underground by 10am, ouch. Back through the squeezes of Rhino
Rift. We'd intended dropping the short pitch at the end of
yesterday's survey but on the way Julian suggested dropping the
Deviated Pitch. I wasn't keen, it looked like a modern chamber with
more pitches but we slung a rope down with dodgy rubs all over. At
the bottom, as expected, two more pitches, dull - but, a-ha, also a
walking passage leading off - + bigger round the corner. I went 30m
to check it went then told Julian to come down. I let him see a
little bit but the wrestled him away from stoping off down + we
surveyed in all the way down the main passage. We'd just about run
out of time at the end when Earl + Martin turned up + en mass we
jerry-rigged the pitch at the end which Julian shot down before
Earl had put in the pitch head bolt! He then poked around until
Earl had rigged it properly then Julian + I had to run out
[footnote: Fortunately, on the way in, Earl + Martin, being
well-trained riggers, had fettled Deviated Pitch so it actually did
deviate and didn't rub] in time for Julian to head down the hill in
the last of the light, drive Anthony's car down + draw up surveys
until the wee hours before heading home early the next day.
Excellent trip.
T/U 9 1/2 hrs
T/U: 9.5
2003-07-27
Julian Todd, Becka Lawson,
204 - Continue surveying in Rhino Rift + On a Mission
First went to the end of the 25/7/03 survey of Rhino Rift +
continued until we ran out of horizontal + I put a bit (not enough)
of conservation tape around the mud pretties. Cold. Then down
Deviated Pitch + showed Julian On A Mission. Surveyed Rat Biscuit
to frustrating end in drafting boulders (lost most of the draft
before then though?) Finished up by surveying into Belief (last leg
before main chamber, in the phreatic passage).
T/U 9 hours
T/U: 9
2003-07-28
Julian Todd, Martin Green, Tony Rooke, Becka Lawson,
204 - On a Mission
Tying up the last horizontal main leads of On a Mission. Martin
+ Tony surveyed the chamber at the end of On a Mission whilst
Julian + I surveyed Swallow Hard, up pretty steeply. All 4 of us
then tied up the survey in that chamber + looked at the leads
there. Then did a partner-swap: Martin + I surveyed Crimper - tight
+ awkward + not much draft but is a reasonable horizontal way on at
the end, just needs a bit of a clamber, + it's in an interesting
place. Meanwhile Julian + Tony rigged into Unconformity. Julian,
Tony + I had a quick look down the pitch before we all headed
out.
T/U 9 1/2 hrs
T/U: 9.5
2003-07-29
Martin Green, Becka Lawson,
204 - Rigging + survey down Gaffered
I'd promised Martin I'd go down Gaffered today if he did On a
Mission yesterday but I wasn't particularly looking forward to it,
especially as I'd got miserably damp on the 70m last time as it was
raining on the surface. In the event, though, it was a fine trip to
a very starnge bit of cave with stunning pretties, best I've seen
in Austria I think. Down to top of last pitch that Martin + Earl
had rigged to (on their trip - on 26th or 27th?) [Not written up
apparently]. I looked at the mud tube (Eeyore) that went off
from the bridge - it led, after a a short crawl, to a huge chamber.
We surveyed to it then I left Martin there + went down the final
pitch into the Underworld + walked around shouting but Martin
couldn't hear me so that chamber seems to be separate from the
Underworld despite being so close. Then we went to the end of Earl
+ Martin's previous survey + rigged down Poohstyx (Mark's name!)
This dropped 25m in a drippy shaft to end in a flat floor with a v.
thin rift going off, cold + small stream running. I clambered up
2-3m up a wall at the bottom of the shaft + looked over - a passage
continued on down - perhaps not needing rope but looking wet +
sharp + not at all inviting given how cold I was so we
consigned it to a B QM and went up the pitch. Martin, ever the keen
surveyor, then insisted on looking across the top of the pitch -
and yes, that went too. A cold survey ended in a fine aven
[There is an asterisk here but apparently the footnote it
corresponds to was never written.] via some odd, mud-coated
passage + random lumps of ceiling that had landed on the floor. Oh,
and bat bones which had been washed donw the cave. All rather
strange. Had a little time left so Martin pointed out another
unpromising QM which I climbed up into - which emerged in a
huge chamber (Sirens) with stunning bright white active
stalactites, as well as loads of cauliflower and a couple of
exciting-looking potential QMs as well as the usual dull pitches.
Finished that survey + I was freezing. Martin fettled the
rigging a bit on the way out + I'd just about got warm at the top
of Gaffered.
T/U 10hrs
T/U: 10
2003-07-29
Julia Day, Anthony Day,
Cave 2002-04 - 2004-04 = Tröpfelnhöhle (Dripping Cave)
Did a surface survey to link 204C tag bolt in, then went to
survey Tröpfelnhöhle (so called because the surveyors got
thoroughly dirpped on in their dry (ha!) grots). Chucked a ladder
down it, this was just long enough to get down the 4m pitch at the
bottom, there are a couple of small passages off the bottom of this
pitch which are full of rocks. That's it really.
[In different colour pen and noticeably less
legible]There might be giants, or worse!
I should do more caving, caving is nice, but I never quite get
round to it. I want to go to Hauchhöhle and nobody else does
everybody likes pitches.
T/U ??
T/U:
2003-07-30
Julian Todd, Becka Lawson,
204 - Survey down Unconformity + push in Rhino Rift
Down to where Julian + Tony had finished their Unconformity
survey yesterday. Julian put in a spit for the pitch/ramp/climp
down below the [illegible] whilst I poked around. I found a
tube they'd missed yesterday + crawled past a dead + partially
calcited bat skeleton into a small chamber (which they'd
been able to look into from another passage yesterday but they'd
not been able to climb into). A clamber of ~2.5m up the far side
got to a bridge overlooking a v. large pitch. This (or the
chamber itself) was where I'd made a vocal connection to Julian
when I'd gone up the passage higher up Unconformity which ended in
sharp limestone + which Julian + Tony had rigged yesterday. We then
went down the pitch Julian had put a spit in for. At the bottom was
another pitch and, much more interesting, a possible horizontal
lead from an easy traverse over the top of that pitch. Surveyed
out + up the pitch + into the small chamber. In the small chamber I
climbed up ~3m into the continuation of the bat calcited phreatic
passage which soon became mud filled. Out, up the Deviated Pitch +
along Rhino Rift to the pitch where Julian H + I had ended our
survey on 23/07/03. I put in a spit + down on it + a dodgy natural
+ 6m + 8m of rope. Just made the floor. A mud crawl with little
draft let to an uninteresting looking pitch. No time to survey so
derigged the 8m to put back on the traverse above Deviated + showed
Julian Swings + Roundabouts so he could take some more photos on
the way out. Down the hill to showers + bread - oh, +
inputted at least 750m survey.
T/U 7hrs
T/U: 7
2003-07-30
Frank Tully, Dave Loeffler, Anthony Day,
204 - Razor Dance
Plan was for me and Frank to go pushing in Razor Dance (my last
chance for a trip down there before going home). However, Frank had
a trapped nerve in his back, so Dave got roped in too in case Frank
had to jack. Dave and Frank went down so that Dave could bolt the
pitch at the pushing front under supervision. I followed 1/2 hr
later to find the y-hang almost rigged. Frank headed out at this
point to test his fitness, whilst Dave put in a deviation and
descended what turned out to be an 18m pitch. Dave inadvertently
dunked the drill in a puddle at the bottom, and the battery
promptly started discharging itself. Attempted to start surveying,
but the clin was terminally fogged. Faced with the prospect of
total gear failure, we went for a quick push. From the bottom of
the pitch a rift heads off - similar dimensions to that higher up,
but the rock is less catchy (have we moved into a different bed?)
eventually reaching a pitch. By the time we got back to the bottom
of the pitch the clino still wasn't working, so we dragged the rope
and bolting gear off to the new pitch. There was enough life in the
battery to get 3 bolts in for a descent of ~10m. Dave was freezing
his nuts off by now, so I went on for a quick look at the next bit.
More rift leads to a bit where the water goes down a very narrow
bit. It might be possible to follow it, but it seems foolish given
that there is a comfortably wide section higher up. I followed this
to a widening - couldn't see round the corner but some rope will be
required, either to descend to stream level or protect a bad steop
if the traverse level continues.
With that we pottered sedately out. Thanks to Frank & Dave
for accompanying me down Razor Dance when they would clearly rather
have been somewhere else.
T/U Frank ?, Dave + Anthony 11hrs
T/U:
2003-07-30
Martin Green, Brian Outram, Julian Todd,
Base Camp - Grabenbach Canyon
(Dinner day) Grabenbach canyon. We did it. It rained on the way down and we
made it back to the dinner with 1 minute to spare. Here's the
survey.
Walk up: 45mins. Canyon down: 3hrs 30.
T/U:
2003-07-31
Earl Merson, Dave Loeffler, Olly Madge,
Loser Plateau - Surface wander
Walked to 204d. Pottered around a bit, took some photos; had a
look at a small nearby cave which has a window to the 204d
shakehole.
Mark had messaged up from base camp the bearing + distance from
204d to the position of the end of a passage he, Earl + Olly had
found the previous day in On a Mission. This took us to a gully
leading down to a huge choss bowl.
We split up + poked around a bit in the bowl. I found a small
slot with a slight draft; Olly succeeded in wedgeing himself down
it and reported that there was a pitch beyond with a 1 sec drop but
he couldn't see beyond this as the light he had borrowed (mine) was
too feeble.
This was eclipsed by Olly's discovery - a large entrance, choked
after a few metres but with a slot on the right. The slot was low
and blocked by pebbles; but a howling gale was emerging. Some
moving of rock later Olly (the thinnest member of the party) forced
himself in, reporting a walking size passage beyond, which was not
explored due to lack of time + gear. Based on the strength of the
draft Earl offered to stake a crate of Gösser it would connect to
204.
T/U Not very much
T/U:
2003-08-01
Mark Shinwell, Frank Tully, Olly Madge,
Loser Plateau - Left Tatty Hut after Expo Dinner at 5.55 am.
"The survivors
Time underwater: Julia, Martin, Dave 10sec.
T/U:
2003-08-02
Earl Merson, Becka Lawson, Dave Loeffler, Frank Tully,
204 - Rhino Rift Fester
Me down 204E with Frank + showed him Treeumphant + Swings +
Roundabouts on a quick tourist then Earl + Dave caught up with us
at the Taking the Piss / Deviated pitches. To the chamber at the
end of On a Mission + continued Mark + Earl's survey in What No
Butcombe through various loops. [footnote: Notes for this
are in file #24 but not yet drawn up as I am going home tomorrow
and THE FUCKING BLOODY PRINTER ISN'T WORKING so I don't have a
centreline - DL]. I showed Dave the way out whilst Frank + Earl
finished surveying. We then derigged everything at the end + Frank
headed out. Earl + I then went down Unconformity. Earl snooted at
Julian + my rigging then put in one measly bolt with his drill to
get across the traverse at the bottom of our last pitch. Pitch
itself q. short, only ~10m, but this is only a ledge + the pitch
continues. Over the traverse is another 20 or 30m horizontal with
holes in the floor + possible QMs up. Needs surveying but we had to
get out as our time was up.
T/U Dave ?6, Frank ?8, Becka + Earl 10.
T/U: 8
2003-08-02
Olly Madge, Mark Shinwell,
Cave 2003-09 - Exploring + Surveying Olly's Höhle (2003-09)
Went to look at hole I discovered with Dave and Earl before the
dinner. It blows very hard, so we thought it must go somewhere.
Surface surveyed to 204d first, then we crawled into the passage on
the right of the entrance, where the draught was coming from. (Earl
and I had previously cleared rocks from it to allow entry.) After a
crawl the passage opens up with scatterings of ice and snow. A
passage goes up to the left as the main way on turns a corner. It
enters a large (> 10m diameter) chamber with an ice floor, and
an ice stal on the floor. There is some passage with dodgy boulders
to the right, but the draught comes from a very dodgy boulder slope
on the left (reached by climbing round the edge of the ice). Might
be worth poking, but it's quite unstable. We looked up the passage
on the left but it doesn't seem to go anywhere. (Maybe a tightish
meander in the floor might go (blows outwards a bit), but awkward
to enter. QM C.) About 100m of survey in total.
[Long list of stuff left in supply dump at the end of
Expo] See the scanned original paper copy of this logbook.
T/U 4hrs
T/U: 4
2003-08-03
Becka Lawson, Earl Merson,
204 - Gaffered / Underworld push, survey + derig
Tempted Earl down [Comment, in what looks like Mark's
handwriting: ooh err!] with promise of long bolted traverses
across Sirens. Unfortunately he managed to do it all on naturals
(why do we bother with drills?) (Mind you, Earl was eyeing
up the v. long traverse to the opposite side of the chamber
where it looks like another phreatic passage may head off.) Popped
over + it looked like it went - again - so we settled down for a
long survey. Strong draft throughout most of the area. Straight on
from the traverse, through the bracket-fungus rift gets to a
convenient ledge behind a column overlooking what looked v.like the
shaft we'd finished our survey on (Martin + me, 29/7/03, see in
write-up). Earl rigged another traverse line on naturals along this
ledge (superfluous?) + we kept surveying up the slope beyond. Ran
out of time with plenty of horizontal QMs - Earl frustrated as we
could have stomped around everywhere if we didn't have to wait for
him to draw his damn pictures. V. odd little pool filled with
?mud/?calcite which we didn't survey to the end. Plenty to go back
to next year - a whole new phreatic level? Derigged; I got 2 bags
out + Earl got the remaining 2 bags tied to the bottom of the 70m
Gaffered pitch. Another v. fine trip.
T/U 10hrs
T/U: 10
2003-08-03
Dave Loeffler, Frank Tully,
Loser Plateau - Festering + surveying
Surface surveyed to 2003-04, Dreieckhöhle (Triangle cave) &
did a quick underground survey. Interesting place, full of boulders
but with a strong inward draught.
Later on (after lunch) did a surface survey to 2003-03,
Kartoffelbreischacht (Mashed Potato Shaft). Unfortunately I seem to
have mis-recorded some survey legs as the whole survey makes no
sense at all. Frank has volunteered to do this again.
[Note in margin, Olly's handwriting: But he didn't. O.
(Under direction from der Fuhrer (M))) (always close bracket.]
Notes for this are in file 2003#23.
T/U 1hr ish
T/U: 1
2003-08-04
Julian Todd, Becka Lawson, Martin Green, Earl Merson,
Loser Plateau - The walk back from top camp without using a helicopter.
Arrived at top camp on 2/8 early walk up all excited, and had a
slip-up on the slab below the cooling rock in the stone bridge. It
didn't hurt, but I had a lie down. Then I got up and it hurt like
hell. Like a piece of razor wire had been substituted for a tendon
between my lower back and right knee. If I could just get around
without it flexing and slicing through my flesh, it was bearable.
But most movements caused pain that amost heated up the region and
made my left thumb go numb due to neurological noise across the
regions of the humunculus (brain area that has the body map). [I
have no idea whether or not he is making this up - editor.]
So I didn't go caving. I sat on the slabs the whole day happy when not
moving because it didn't hurt. Often I thought I was cured, only to
have to get up for a pee and scream with each step. On Day 2 I
could move a little bit more. The pain intensity was the same but
the barrier was a little further away so I was more mobile. Since I
wasn't dead it was probably not a ruptured spleen. It just hurt
like an inaccessible splinter. The sun beat down on the carrymat
over my head. I sat like a cripple and was driven insane by the
inefficiency of team fester who didn't get a move on and leave me
in peace until 4.30pm. Man! [As a member of 'team fester' I
should point out that I hadn't got out of the cave the previous day
until 4.50am and was possibly more knackered than I have ever been
in my life before. - DL (editor)]
Meanwhile Earl + Becka were
doing lots of wonderful caving, discovering lots of stuff and doing
useful work. Becka's going to marry Earl if I don't pull myself
together. I climbed into bed after it got dark, after team fester
had left all the litter all over the slabs until it was dary so
they couldn't see it and therefore couldn't clear it up. In the
morning I was still sore. I was not going to spend another day like
this, like a refugee cowering under a scrap of cardboard waiting
for food handouts and for someone to care, just happy to be alive.
So while everyone was discussing stretchering me off (not possible)
or calling a helicopter (last resort) I drifted off to the path to
the derision of people observing how long it was taking me
to get out of sight. Once out of earshot I could howl, which helped
overcome the pain (I've always been a crybaby). Becka joined me
later, carrying my pack. It was better if she walked separately so
I could pick my pace, stopping for refueling stops. Martin arrived
from base camp and we headed for the Bergrestaurant. Earl followed
after an hour and drove us all down. I haven't experienced pain of
this sort in a while. I've learnt my lesson. I hope it gets better.
I just want to go home and not get carted off to some pill-pusher
for some pointless ointment. Get me out of here.
T/U N/A
T/U:
2003-08-04
Mark Shinwell, Dave Loeffler,
204 - Razordance attempted derig
T/U: Dave 15 1/2 hrs (1.20pm - 4.50 am); Mark 14hrs (1.20 - 3.15
approx)
Surveyed from the bottom of Copper Pitch to pushing front,
ending at a plumb of the local widening discovered by Dour on the
previous push. This task was enlivened by Mark suddenly discovering
an urgent need to have a crap, which led to him relieving
himself wile squatting half-naked over the top of a 10m pitch.
[Margin note:Bloody spicy food! - M.]
Then the derig began, shepherding Big Bertha (Marc Hesse's
enormous yellow tackle sack, engorged with the remains of our 200m
pushing rope) out of Razordance. Much cursing + swearing got us
from Yeast to Copper. Copper was an easy haul, as was Mash Tun. We
stopped at God Loves a Drunk to sample a self-heating meal.
Unfortunately after waiting 12min it was still stone cold - waste
of a fiver. (One incident worth noting occured as I derigged Yeast.
It's rigged with a rebelay just below the pitch head; after
removing this I swung sideways into the line of fire, and a
mysterious brown stain appeared on the stain of my oversuit.)
As we slogged from GLAD to Steady Now we were both flagging
noticeably, and the effort required to get the sacks through the
tube in the roof below Mystery Wind took a lot out of us. By the
time I had hauled two heavy tackle sacks up to the Crow's Nest in
the Armstrong fashion I was thoroughly broken, as was Mark, and we
decided to dump the bags and head out. Not surprisingly I ran out
of steam on Kiwi Suit and crawled slowly up the remaining pitches
to emerge at nearly 5am. I was greeted by an enthusiastic Mark
reporting that 204 had overtaken Eislufthöhle as the deepest cave
not connected to the main system, at over 500m deep.
Mark: Worth noting for the future that you really
need more people than this to derig Razordance, even for the lower
parts of it if anything else has to be done on the same trip. We
probably pushed ourselves too far on this trip.
T/U: 14
2003-08-05
Earl Merson, Frank Tully, Becka Lawson,
204 - Derigging Razordance
My last chance to go caving so I persuaded Frank I'd be useful
derigging if he could drive me down the hill in time for my train
for my flight. Dave + Mark had left 3 tacklesacks at the top of
Mystery Wind. Got there + decided the big yellow monster wasn't
going anywhere + rebagged it in a sensible bag then double-bagged
the drill bag which had holes all in the bottom. Good team effort
through the rift then a sociable prusik out. 2 hours down pitch
series, 3 hours in + out of rifts of Razordance + packing rope +
derigging + 2 hours out; a v.fine, spanking trip. Then down the
hill to Gösser + bread + cheese.
T/U 6hrs Frank + Becka, 7hrs Earl.
T/U:
2003-08-06
Mark Shinwell, Martin Green,
204 - Kiwi Suit + Ariston derig
Went splendidly. Ropes tied together in "paella" style and
hauled up pitches etc, which generally worked very well. Left all
the rope at the bottom of Wolpertinger for later collection - what
a big pile!
T/U 7 hours
T/U: 7
2003-08-09
Mark Shinwell, Olly Madge,
Base Camp - Searching for an Alm
Idea was to find the alm visible from the stone bridge (and much
of the walk-in) - obvious large grassy patch in a saddle between
two hills. Bearing from the stone bridge was 250degrees.
Initial reckonings were that the alm was Hinterer Sandlingalm,
also known as Pitzingalm. We went first by road to Bad Ischl, and
tried to get access to the alm without a long walk. Unfortunately
the way from near Rettenbachalm (the place which is probably the
source of the two close-together lights visible at night from the
stone bridge) was blocked by a locked barrier at the foot of the
Grabenbach valley. We also tried access from [illegible] but
the road said "residents only" and we went back - would have been a
very long way round anyway.
Went back to Altaussee to try access from the head of the salt
mine road. You drive up the road to a large car park, then continue
(up the Forststrasse) to the prominent left bend visible on the
map, where there is a wooden building on the right and some old
cart rails. (Started walking at 4.30pm.) Path leads off uphill,
after some while crossing a ski run, to arrive at Sandlingalm. Just
above the huts, a path to the right (signed Pitzingalm & marked
with single red stripes on the trees) diverges from the main path
(marked with the usual Austrian markers). Following the new path
downhill through the woods emerges at a grassy area - turning left
and following the path over logs placed across bogs leads to
Pitzingalm, and a junction to the right with another main path.
Now, unfortunately by this time it was obvious that Pitzingalm
was not the correct place, as there was no view of the
Schwarzmooskogel ridge. Arse. Next we walked to Pitzingmoos on the
main path, but this was obviously not the correct place either.
Mark suggested thrashing westwards [No, I don't know why he's
talking about himself in the third person either - editor] in
the trees (actually easy) as it looked more open up there. This
soon hit a much bigger track which we identified on the map,
dropping to a point with a quarried (?) section on a corner. (Again
this is marked on the map.)
Consulting the map, we identified Hütteneckalm as a next
possible target. We actually soon saw this alm, from our newfound
path, and it was immediately obvious that it was the intended
destination. However, it was not obvious as to how to reach it.
Despite it being a relatively small horizontal distance away - and
not very much higher than us - a big stream valley was in the way.
The alternative route would have been to go back to Pitzingalm and
then to Hüttenbachalm via the Lambacherhütte path (201). However,
the latter was too far - it being nearly 6pm - so we decided to
descend down the current path and then thrash directly up a stream
(!) (Mark's idea - Olly) which would then lead directly to
Hütteneckalm. Thankfully common sense got the better of us, and
when we spotted a path on the other (south) side of the stream
which we were descending towards, we followed it - despite the map
showing it ending some way from our destination. However, from that
point it didn't look on the map to be too much further to the Aml -
at least the path would gain us most of the height.
Anyway, we soon reached the end of the path. Two tiny cairns
heralded the way on - a tiny path which continued for what seemed
like ages. Some thrasing through greenery and assorted undergrowth
was required (no bunde tho' !) - but the "path" did eventually pop
us out at the bottom of the Alm at about 7pm or so. We were
knackered. Just as well we hadn't tried climbing up the original
stream valley - looked very steep.
So, there we were on the Alm. Slogged up it to arrive at an area
of felled/burnt trees, with (finally) the elusive view of the
Schwarzmooskogel ridge we had wanted. (Photos on Expo website.)
Looks a long way away and somewhat unremarkably flat - the most
striking thing is the distances between the Nieder
Augst-Eck/Griesskogel/Wildkogel etc, which is revealed far better
from this angle.
Anyway, there we were having walked for ages with no easy way
back to the van and under 2 hours of daylight left. Error! We'd
thought that we were in for an easy walk and thus didn't have any
lights.
The options were two: either to return down the tiny path,
thence go (up!) to Pitzingalm and back the way we had come
originally to that point. Alternatively, we could go on the main
path to the Lambacher Hütte, thence to Vorderer Sandlingalm and
then to Sandlingalm, to rejoin the route we'd come on at the
junction where we had previously turned off to Pitzingalm.
Given the situation we decided on this second option, as it
would keep us on major paths. We headed to the top of Hütteneckalm
to start off. There, we found a couple of huts and a Gasthof(!) -
plus several cars. There were many merry people being amused
outside the Gasthof by a gentleman in some weird garb which I
didn't quite understand. Given the cars, we resolved to return on
another occasion by road if possible - drinking bier up there would
be entertaining adn the place also has FANTASTIC views of the
Dachstein range. Would be well worth photographing, when the sun's
in the right direction (early morning maybe? not sure).
And so we set off, climbing to reach the Lambacherhütte after
quite a lot of path. Took about 50 minutes. Still light. Continued
down to Vorderer Sandlingalm, by which time a sunset was starting -
nice clouds in the sky (see photo on website). From here, the path
was thankfully easy until Sandlingalm. By this time light was
fading and it was hard to see in the trees - in the open a
nearly-full moon helped a lot.
We definitely set off from this Alm on the correct path, but by
now it was dark and Mark's misremembering of the position of a
junction (thought to be later than it was) contributed to us losing
the marked path (Olly was convinced we were still on the correct
path, but Mark wasn't sure). Anyway, we emerged at the top of the
aforementioned skirun instead of halfway up it, as we should have.
Descended the skirun to the correct path, thankfully obvious.
Sometime about now Olly discovered that his digital camera could
give quite a lot of light, so we kept that in reserve - saving
batteries and not disturbing our night vision. Mark rang Base Camp
sometime about now on his mobile, in case someone had come down the
hill during the day and was now worrying about us. However, it
turns out that we'd accidentally taken the keys to the spud hut
with us (precautions against Romany nicking things at Base Camp) -
they were languishing in the van! Turns out that Earl + Frank
had come down the hill & couldn't get into the spud hut.
Since we'd had to take Frank's tent down earlier in the day, as the
gypsies had slashed it and Hilde wanted it moved (the gypsies had
claimed it was in the way of them oving their caravans, when Hilde
asked them to move the caravans so as to accomodate more guests),
then he didn't have anything to sleep in. They didn't want to
disturb Hilde and so went back up the hill - already late, they
were delayed even more by a bottle of squash exploding in Frank's
car and needing to be cleaned up. They ended up walking in the
dark, presumably without lights. Meanwhile, we were also walking in
the dark. Progress was slow but steady - it was hard to see the
rocks, pipes, roots, trees and assorted obstacles along the way
with only a hint of moonlight to guide us.
However, courage prevailed. No wild animals were encountered and
we didn't hurt ourselves. Reached the track near the end of the
walk, where the normal route would be to continue down the hillside
on the other side of the track to the parking space. However this
would have meant more walking down very dark, steep sections and so
we took the main road/track back to the van - a lot further but
safer and easier.
We reached the van at 10.10pm, a little spaced out. Ate a
Tunnocks and then fucked off to Base Camp to get pissed.
T/U:
2003-08-09
Mark Shinwell, Olly Madge,
Base Camp - Searching for an Alm (Abridged) (Olly's Pissed Rant)
Once upon a time two cavers got pissed. "Wouldn't it be a good
idea to walk up a hill which we have no idea where it is or what
it's called?" said Mark. "Um. Gurgle gurgle hic hic" said Olly. And
it came to pass that we did awake the next morning ato the scorch
of the sun and the scurry of ants, and after recovering from the
previous night's excesses we needed something to take our minds off
the dawning headaches. And with a vague recollection of the
previous night's conversation, a compass bearing and a map kindly
lent by Hilde we set off on what would become an epic journey (and
writeup - see previous). Caving is shit. Getting lost in a wood is
worse. We walked for fucking ages, took a few pictures and buggered
off into the fading light. It got dark. Fucking light.
Bollocks. We got lost. Mark had locked our potential rescuers out
of the spud hut. Bollocks! But we finally made it. (You probably
guessed, dead people rarely write pissed rants in the log book.)
Gösser is good stuff. Drink more! 2 crates and less than 2 days.
Well, I've done my bit tonight. Wonder what comments Mark will make
to this. Winning the beer tally (Mark) bastard! On the spot Gösser
fines for limo aren't clearing it fast enough. This was supposed to
be abridged and it fucking is! Stop complaining you cunts. Mark's
is fucking pages long. You could have stopped reading it if you
were bored. Frank goes to bed. Fucking lightweight. Gösser
braumeister says fuck off!
T/U:
2003-08-10
Mark Shinwell, Lucia Vittorini,
204 - 204a derig
Went to check 5m pitch at top of Ariston to ensure it was
derigged. It was, so we went out again derigging as we went.
T/U 2hrs
T/U: 2
