From the Log Book
Andy W, Sam L Ray D.
Back to Howgill Sink.
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The midges said, “Where have you been, we’re hungry?” and they
were. Andy and Sam set to on the small trench leading from the base of the
climbs and we might soon be able to stand in it, if it gets any deeper. The
even smaller trench leading off at right-angles looks narrow but what happens
at the end??? The pile outside the cave is now very big.
Ray
Ray Duffy, Andy
Whitney (Sam on holiday). Howgill Sink. After a lot of gravel removal
Andy declared it a no-go as it’s small and not getting any bigger. I went in
and had a look. (Lots of boulder trundling) at the alternate rift, doesn’t look
promising either but left loads of rocks to come out.
Ray
Ray D and Sam L. Howgill Sink. Undid damage caused by Ray and continued digging out floor of small
crawl. Sam removed some large boulders in floor giving more room at the awkward
left bend. Way on looks small but enlargeable.
Ray.
Rat D and Sam L. Avon
Pot. As it had pee’d down all day but not enough to fill Fall Pot for a photo
session we gave Howgill Sink a miss and voted for
moving some of the mass of spoil near the far end of A.P. The little aven was
unpleasantly wet but to be expected. I let Sam do the wall disassembling while
I hauled buckets up the rift and deposited them behind yet another dry-stone
wall, not very dry! By the end of play ie. pub time,
we’d made quite an impression on the spoil to the point where we had started
capping, so more banging please.