I knew two of the guys involved ? Colin Vickers and Bill Frakes ? who were both good to me as a novice caver at the time. Occasionally Bill ? or was it Colin, sorry I?ve forgotten ? would give me a lift from the Dump to the cave on the bike on his motorbike . . . roaring round the narrow Dales roads on the back of the bike was far more scary than the caving.
I happened to be caving in the Dales the day following the flood, and as we took a break for dinner, my friend and I heard the news on the wireless, so went to see if there was anything we could do; I?m not claiming to be a hero, one of the brave men who went into the cave to look for the cavers, just one of the lads who dug in the mud to help divert the water. Dossing in communal tents, fed by the WVS . . . it was a grim, unforgettable experience.
I do not think that Simon?s efforts are at all demeaning or sensation-seeking, but a fitting tribute to a bunch of hard cavers who were pushing the boundaries.