The Hurtle Pot boggart might be of interest to you. Information in the linked threadhttps://ukcaving.com/board/index.php?topic=21145.0
There's that well known advice from many Peak District cavers: never whistle underground as it calls up t'owd man".The late Keith ("Ben") Bentham was always paranoid about folk whistling.
I caved with Ben for many years and the whistlel thing made one trip rather interesting, lathkill head in tiger 5, I whistled (this was before the garden path was open) ten minutes later I tried to get Ben's attention, he'd Buggered off out leaving me beyond the sky dive with little knowledge of the route out, some hours later I arrived at the Monyash layby and low and behold no lift home,Have any of you managed to thumb a lift home in full caving gear?
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The late Keith ("Ben") Bentham was always paranoid about folk whistling.
...Have any of you managed to thumb a lift home in full caving gear?
I've just had a memory, of the only time I've felt 'scared' underground. More 'uneasy' than 'scared, but I definitely didn't feel happy...I was out walking in Swaledale and, as was my habit at the time, wearing sandals that were comfortable for walking and also fine for getting wet. While these aren't the best underground footwear, it saved weight carrying wellies and you soon got used to the feeling of mud between your toes. I entered a mine I'd not been in before, but had spotted across the valley on a previous outing. The water was probably about waist deep and as I moved along the tunnel, I got the feeling that someone, or something, was following me. I stopped and the something stopped. I carried on and the something started following me again Logically, I knew the sounds were my own echoes, or the water that I was wading through and disturbing, but the sensation was pretty overpowering. I kept on nonetheless, telling myself not to be so stupid, but I've never been so glad to come to a complete collapse. I didn't even stop to probe it for a possible dig, I just turned straight around and hurried back out.I often cave alone and I'm familiar with the sounds of echoes and water underground, but that day, something really upset me and I have no idea why...
The questionnaire left out areas to post in I might have done about caves with atmosphere. If you want more PM me.
completed your questionnaire - rather interesting. Want to add to the question about when you were afraid of the dark. Was playing in a hall with a friend as a kid. We had drawn the blackout curtains so it was very very dark. We were just crawling about on the floor have a laugh. Then I decided it was time to turn the lights on. I crawled to the wall and worked my way around to find the door and then to the light switch which I knew was there. As I put my hand on the switch....there was a hand already on it! Freaked me right out! My bloody sister had just sneaked in and waited . Down Daren Cilau in Wales ( a long trip in a big cave) we had got as far as we intended - the bonsai streamway. We two friend decided to go a little further so I waited in the stream. I switch off my light - so this was them total blackness. The odd thing was that I get thinking I could hear people - but it was just a trick of the water. But I switched my light back on as it was rather disconcerting. BTW did you know that Sheffield Uni has (or had) a folk library? I did an piece of work on corn dollies when I was there in 2005. If that interests you I can send you a copy of my work. I was looking at The Role Of Corn Dollies In Modern British Society
There were two long letters in Descent 111, April 1993, pages 30-31 under the title of 'The Porth Phenomenon'. One was by Jim Eyre, and the other by Tony Knibbs. Both mainly about the large numbers of fatalities in the Porth Yr Ogof cave in South Wales, however, the folklore and paranormal aspects were also touched on, particularly in the Tony Knibbs letter. I'll forward details.
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