Fulk said:By the way, what's a sat nag ? a ride on a horse?
wormster said:A wee thing from back in 2011:
YES I KNOW it was foolish to only go as a pair, LESSON LEARNED
Lights appeared at the top of Barnes loop, Whoop! the cavalry, in the form of Mark Helmore, Rich Marlowe and Sarah Payne, closely followed by Darny and Bob Clay. Rich gave me a quick once over whilst Darny and Sarah got the Heyphone set up. There was talk of what the 1st aid kits used to contain, as by this point both **** and I were gasping for a fag (no longer in the first aid kit! -along with the medicinal brandy!) ? Darny made some quip about ?How?s about each time you want a fag, I smack you in the face.? To which my reply was ?Ok then, I?ll wait until we?re out!? having ascertained the extent of my injuries and what pain relief had already been administered Rich, the team and myself decided that the stretcher was not an option ?You?re not a time critical injury? seems to stick in my mind, Some Morphine was administered to me and my now useless arm was immobilised in a sling and we waited for that to take effect.
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Net result and lessons learned:
One broken right collarbone and no caving for a while.
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons because you are crunchy and go well with ketchup.
Only your true friends will help you out of the shit and will mercilessly take the piss whilst so doing.
ALWAYS leave a call out.
Leclused said:wormster said:A wee thing from back in 2011:
YES I KNOW it was foolish to only go as a pair, LESSON LEARNED
I?d expected lights to appear from in front of us (the arrival of rescue!) but we were both surprised to see lights coming from behind us, a party of 3 (SBSS) had also been on the short round, they stopped and we explained our situation, they then headed out to raise the alarm as well (by this time we were way beyond call out, and were hoping that best beloved had done the right thing, apparently she thought we were in the pub enjoying a post caving pint), a second party of SBSS then appeared from behind us and stopped, fortunately one of the members of this party is a paramedic and had some basic 1st aid kit, namely painkillers and a space blanket. Dosed up with painkillers and wrapped in a space blanket we 5 sat and waited for the now inevitable rescue to arrive.
Lights appeared at the top of Barnes loop, Whoop! the cavalry, in the form of Mark Helmore, Rich Marlowe and Sarah Payne, closely followed by Darny and Bob Clay. Rich gave me a quick once over whilst Darny and Sarah got the Heyphone set up. There was talk of what the 1st aid kits used to contain, as by this point both **** and I were gasping for a fag (no longer in the first aid kit! -along with the medicinal brandy!) ? Darny made some quip about ?How?s about each time you want a fag, I smack you in the face.? To which my reply was ?Ok then, I?ll wait until we?re out!? having ascertained the extent of my injuries and what pain relief had already been administered Rich, the team and myself decided that the stretcher was not an option ?You?re not a time critical injury? seems to stick in my mind, Some Morphine was administered to me and my now useless arm was immobilised in a sling and we waited for that to take effect.
...
Net result and lessons learned:
One broken right collarbone and no caving for a while.
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons because you are crunchy and go well with ketchup.
Only your true friends will help you out of the shit and will mercilessly take the piss whilst so doing.
ALWAYS leave a call out.
I miss one leason : Always have at least a first aid kit in each group/team with you. We have 4 ehbo kits in the club and every group/team is obliged to take one with them.
Alex said:Get your self to Matienzo The Old Ruminator. You can get into passage no one has been to with far less effort (well more caving, but you generally don't need 70 digging trips to get into new stuff, just one or two is often enough)
ah147 said:Trying to bring this back on topic:
I do a lot of solo trips. Normally, comparatively, a long way into systems compared to where most people go.
Recent excursions have included a solo trip to beyond a mile in an underwater cave at quite a deep depth as well as a solo trip taking me over 2 kilometres into a cave beyond multiple, deep sumps.
My general feeling is always one of a disconnect. A very very thorough awareness of how far from, not even help, but just anything at all I am.
Kenilworth said:ah147 said:Trying to bring this back on topic:
I do a lot of solo trips. Normally, comparatively, a long way into systems compared to where most people go.
Recent excursions have included a solo trip to beyond a mile in an underwater cave at quite a deep depth as well as a solo trip taking me over 2 kilometres into a cave beyond multiple, deep sumps.
My general feeling is always one of a disconnect. A very very thorough awareness of how far from, not even help, but just anything at all I am.
This is interesting to me, as I do a lot of solo trips too. I don't have the courage to be a diver, but I spend weeks at a time walking and caving solo, with no phone or communication with anyone as to my location or plans. Initially, there is always the feeling of disconnect that you describe, but that is soon replaced by a feeling of connection to the place I am in. To spend time in a place on its own terms, not as a visitor but as a member, is intensely rewarding.