Simon Beck
Member
Hey guys! been a while since i last visited, haven't had access to the internet for a while due to moving outta my folks house.
Had been thinking about soloing dowbergill passage for a while, but my luck with the weather is anything but sweet, so whenever the time felt right, the weather was wrong. To say i was relieved to be closing the lid on providence pot prior to embarking on what turned out to be a rather surreal epic, would be an understatement, i'd been waiting weeks for this, another week would have driven me into the depths of depression.
The first few minutes were the only time i thought about trip as a whole, THEN! it hit me, how big a deal it was and not something that an be completed swiftly and from then on, all i thought about was putting one foot in front of another, one obstacle at a time, knowing full wel that each step, was a step closer to the end. By the time i'd reached bridge cavern the whole experience just didn't seem real and there were moments, when if i'd only thought of it at the time, should have attempted to pinch myself.
Had become so dehydrated on one of the climbs that the nasty traverses and rather hairy descent became nothing more than a trivial path back to the sacred water. Managed to bypass the second to last climb(impossible due to water levels on last visit), via a low long prolonged duck, minus the helmet and everything, started to shake uncontrollably at this point due to a ten minute break in thigh deep water while i rolled a cigarette which was enough to cool me to a point of no return. After what seemed like ages in neck deep water i reached a deadend SHIT! i really need to get outta this water(was wearing wetsuit and boilersuit, but wetsuit was only 3mm thick, not very warm in the water but enough to warm the body quickly once out) i'd remembered a hole in the false floor a little way back, which i reached without haste!. Been a shortass, it took a couple of failed attempts to mantel the boulders above and was with great relief to have collapsed amid the boulders at the foot of the final climb.
Arriving sometime later below the awesome flowstone cascade, i felt hysterically happy at having completed the all the difficultys, but also a sadness that i would shortly been returning to the world, knowing full well that in days to come my exultation would turn to meloncholy, my hunger greater than ever!. THE PREMATURE END!
Wish i coulda spent a little longer describing my experience but i'm at a friends house and my time is short.SEEYA
Had been thinking about soloing dowbergill passage for a while, but my luck with the weather is anything but sweet, so whenever the time felt right, the weather was wrong. To say i was relieved to be closing the lid on providence pot prior to embarking on what turned out to be a rather surreal epic, would be an understatement, i'd been waiting weeks for this, another week would have driven me into the depths of depression.
The first few minutes were the only time i thought about trip as a whole, THEN! it hit me, how big a deal it was and not something that an be completed swiftly and from then on, all i thought about was putting one foot in front of another, one obstacle at a time, knowing full wel that each step, was a step closer to the end. By the time i'd reached bridge cavern the whole experience just didn't seem real and there were moments, when if i'd only thought of it at the time, should have attempted to pinch myself.
Had become so dehydrated on one of the climbs that the nasty traverses and rather hairy descent became nothing more than a trivial path back to the sacred water. Managed to bypass the second to last climb(impossible due to water levels on last visit), via a low long prolonged duck, minus the helmet and everything, started to shake uncontrollably at this point due to a ten minute break in thigh deep water while i rolled a cigarette which was enough to cool me to a point of no return. After what seemed like ages in neck deep water i reached a deadend SHIT! i really need to get outta this water(was wearing wetsuit and boilersuit, but wetsuit was only 3mm thick, not very warm in the water but enough to warm the body quickly once out) i'd remembered a hole in the false floor a little way back, which i reached without haste!. Been a shortass, it took a couple of failed attempts to mantel the boulders above and was with great relief to have collapsed amid the boulders at the foot of the final climb.
Arriving sometime later below the awesome flowstone cascade, i felt hysterically happy at having completed the all the difficultys, but also a sadness that i would shortly been returning to the world, knowing full well that in days to come my exultation would turn to meloncholy, my hunger greater than ever!. THE PREMATURE END!
Wish i coulda spent a little longer describing my experience but i'm at a friends house and my time is short.SEEYA
