County Pot

Ami, Maz, Steve, Tom

This was meant to be Mistral, it was meant to be muddy. It also meant no takers. So a plan was hatched to pop over to Easegill for something a little more refreshing.

So on a Wednesday night, four of us, Tom, myself, Steve and Ami headed off across the moors for a date with County Pot.

I’ve not done this many times and my navigation isn’t great, so we were relying on Tom for safe passage through the cave.

Based on the notes I received after the event, we did the following: Mushroom Passage, Platypus Junction. At this point Steve and Amy went AWOL, exploring passages and the like.Then on to Spout Hall, Trident Series, White line, before returning back to Oxford Circus.

To be honest, it was all a bit of a blur. nice cave, nice formations, nice company. Admittedly I had no idea where I was most of the time, but that didnt matter.

The most notable thing was me discovering at the bottom of a pitch that my hand jammer had disappeared. A bit of organisation for the others and I was borrowing superior kit to ascend. It was a bit of a mystery as to it’s location and I had resigned myself to buying some new shiny kit.

On the final section getting out, a shout from above revealed Ami had discovered it lying of the floor somewhere quite random, thus entitling her to a free breakfast in our cafe.

A great night out. Thanks to those who led and rigged the pitches