I was in the Lake District this weekend with the Climbing Clan having a lovely climbing weekend and then it started raining. 🙁
The climbers understandably wanted to head to a cafe on Sunday morning – definitely understandable – but me and my 72yro mum had our caving stuff with us, and it doesn’t rain in the mountain…
I know some very memorable mines – extremely unsafe to the untrained – but with the right equipment, route knowledge and risk assessment abilities – a fantastic barrel of laughs!
I’d done the trip a few weeks ago, and my mum has done a fair number of training sessions with me about how to travel up and down ropes.
We did a through trip – where we started at an entrance up the hill, and travelled down over 100m inside it. A good portion of that was 3 x 30m abseils, but there were also traverses, scrambling, walking, things to see, ladders.
Eventually, we popped out and arrived at the bottom entrance – far below where we’d entered 🙂
Mum started caving about Oct 2019 and these are probably the longest abseils she’s done so far. She wasn’t sporty before ~2016. 🙂
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