CUCC Expeditions to Austria: 1976 - 2024

Headed underground at~10pm on 30/07, arrived at camp around half 11. Good nigts sleep, unike the following night. Packed rope, bolts etc before facilitating a quick start. Fixed up the rigging on [Apis medians>] on thee way down, arrived at thee first pitch which was left in the canyon by myself, Nathan & Max last year. Much wetter than last time so decided we needed and additional rebelay bolt way out to the left. Next [trap?] rigged then we were into new territory. Scuttled along the top of the traveres after trying to force a lower route and deciding it was too shit. revealed a big pitch, decided the scuttle needed to have a rope so began bolting along while Luke and Lea surveyed, luke returning to the [?] hang to get additional rope in the meantime. Popped down the pitch toward a ledge, wung out to avoid the spray of the pitch with a skyhook on a small lip. PING it was of and I swung across the shaft, stopped myself hitting the wall with my hand which then became unusable for the rest of the trip.

We then landed on a big ledge in a huge fault zone: massie piles of choss where everywhere [and?] tje wayer fucked off down into a small gap betwween some large boulders. We wandered around the space for a bit deliberating the best way to progress. There was a big aven dropping in again caryying water(over 5 active iinlets had been passed by now) and the possibility of a big traverse into space between the choss. In the end I decided we should follow the water and I shuffled along some boulders above the noisey streamway and below the hanging death. Placed some traverese bolts feeling quite tired after adrenaline from the hand had worn off. Used an ARSE hanger([big tick symbol]) then dropped down right into the flow ooof the water. Rigged a deviation while being pissed on then reached the floor of the drop where the inlet from the aven dropped in. Walked across the chamber feeling very cold, saw that there was another ~5m drop down to a flat floored streamway below. Much more noise from water behind us then in front which would imply that things got easier ahead, but I couldn't make the [?] get that wet ( even thoguh Lea was well equipped in her fluorescent jacket, looking like [crew?] at a festival). We [derigged?] back to camp (apart from the short pitches to get to the new traverse) and the next day did some surveying across the traverese(now named 'Delicate Steve'/I did Naat' [?] Nadia assumed I had stooped when I would not [intercept?] that I had). Later after inputting data saw that we were well on course to connect, <100m horizontal and <10m vertical from Razordance. Another year, hopefully [closer?]. Called it 'Deutelle de Caca' after Lea said that the flaky calcite precipitates on the wall looked like the lace on a wedding dress

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