Lizard Pot

[gus horsley]

Has anyone done this one on Ingleborough?  Can you tell me what it's like?  Not that I was going to attempt it or anything.  Just curious.

 

[dunc]

Unfortunately not, its on my todo list though, so would also be interested to hear what its like! Didn't the Craven extend it a little a short while back?

 

[Simon Beck]

Awkward...ish entrance for the large, 4-5 straight forward short pitches, quite a lot of mud in places, there's also an abandoned CPC dig at the bottom, not a bad trip overall, you'll probably have time to do something else while your up there.....it dosen't take that long.

 

[Robert Scott]

Awkward...ish entrance for the large, 4-5 straight forward short pitches, quite a lot of mud in places, there's also an abandoned CPC dig at the bottom, not a bad trip overall, you'll probably have time to do something else while your up there.....it dosen't take that long.

Not abandoned, just on the back burner. Other projects are on the front burners at the moment. 

 

[Pitlamp]

If you go there be careful of loose rock on the two entrance pitches.  I don't think it's as bad as it was when first opened but not for nothing was the base of the second pitch referred to as "Snowflake Chamber".

Lizard Pot is a CPC discovery on the Rift Pot fault but further out on the bench (i.e. much older). There's a detailed article, photos and small survey in CPC Journal 5 (4) pp.184 - 187 (1976).

 

[paul]

Did it on ladders back in the 80's.

All I remember was:

1. I was first down the second pitch and wondered what all the white marks around the walls and floor were then realised they were impact marks! Soon moved down the passage a bit...

2. When I climbed the 2nd pitch again on the way out, the ladder had twisted and got stuck between jammed boulders near the top. As I was trying to free the ladder it suddenly popped loose and I fell of and did a Peter Pan impression on the lifeline some 50 or 60 feet off the floor...

3. When I got to the top of that pitch the guy was belaying around the waist, on a mud slope attached to a small wooden pole stuck in a hole so that it wobbled...

4. As it was late, below freezing (it was early November) and took some time to get the remainder of the group of 6 or 7 out and detackle the ladders and lifelines, I had to run in circles to keep warm dressed only in a wetsuit (as we all did in those days). The ropes meanwhile froze into stiff lengths resembling wire hawsers...

5. None of us had a watch and it was only as we reached Clapham and heard the church bell chimes we realised it was 11pm and we again would be stuck in our tents outside the Hill Inn having missed the "lock-in" as we had done the night before after a long drive to the Dales from London...

6. We got changed in the public toilets as it was so cold. My wetsuit zip was metal so had not frozen due to my body heat so I had stripped off. Two of my companions had their wetsuit zips freeze and were splashing themselves with water from handbasins when a passer-by came in to use the conveniences, took one look at the naked man and two companions in rubber suits, and quickly turned about-face and left quickly...

So my memories of Lizard Pot are somewhat sullied...

 

[damian]

Superb, Paul.

 

[newcastlecaver]

whereabouts is the entrance then?

 

[susie]

whereabouts is the entrance then?

I think Pitlamp has already answered that in his post.

 

[Cumbrian Neil]

Did it on ladders back in the 80's.

All I remember was:

1. I was first down the second pitch and wondered what all the white marks around the walls and floor were then realised they were impact marks! Soon moved down the passage a bit...

2. When I climbed the 2nd pitch again on the way out, the ladder had twisted and got stuck between jammed boulders near the top. As I was trying to free the ladder it suddenly popped loose and I fell of and did a Peter Pan impression on the lifeline some 50 or 60 feet off the floor...

3. When I got to the top of that pitch the guy was belaying around the waist, on a mud slope attached to a small wooden pole stuck in a hole so that it wobbled...

4. As it was late, below freezing (it was early November) and took some time to get the remainder of the group of 6 or 7 out and detackle the ladders and lifelines, I had to run in circles to keep warm dressed only in a wetsuit (as we all did in those days). The ropes meanwhile froze into stiff lengths resembling wire hawsers...

5. None of us had a watch and it was only as we reached Clapham and heard the church bell chimes we realised it was 11pm and we again would be stuck in our tents outside the Hill Inn having missed the "lock-in" as we had done the night before after a long drive to the Dales from London...

6. We got changed in the public toilets as it was so cold. My wetsuit zip was metal so had not frozen due to my body heat so I had stripped off. Two of my companions had their wetsuit zips freeze and were splashing themselves with water from handbasins when a passer-by came in to use the conveniences, took one look at the naked man and two companions in rubber suits, and quickly turned about-face and left quickly...

So my memories of Lizard Pot are somewhat sullied...

The joys of caving.... brings back memories of Hammer under similar atmospheric conditions!



CN.