This picture is a self portrait taken by me, of me, at the beginning of the “Pilgrim’s Crawl”.
This has been an especially rainy year in Ontario and I had fully expected to arrive at a tunnel that would be three quarters full of water. Mysteriously the sinking stream channel was totally dry as was the tunnel. Whereas last year I had not seen the channel with less than six inches of water, now there was a bone-dry tube. Today, if any, it would be a day for success, everything was in my favour.
For those who have just visited the blog, without a background – I had come here today resolved to push this tube as far as I could go. In the spring a strong, cold stream rushes from its gaping mouth at the river’s edge. I had tried to follow along there a few times but had always turned back for one reason or another (mainly cowardice – as Rob Laidlaw told me, “god hates a coward” – please dont tell him).
An examination of Greg’s topographic map had suggested, by the direction of the joint trend, that the tunnel might be draining a swampy area about a kilometer away. When the water level was high in the swamp I had theorized that the stream would be running. When the swamp was dry the tunnel would also be dry.
Dale had first dropped down into the entry crack (a couple of metres from where the passage actually opens into the river). Wearing only a light T shirt she sensibly decided that it was likely to be a painful journey – the tunnel walls are very jagged. Knowing what was ahead I was fully prepared for the crawl and pushed on alone.
NEXT POST – MORE OF “THE PILGRIM’S CRAWL”.
NOTE, I WILL BE GOING ON ANOTHER TRIP IN A MONTH OR TWO TOO THIS AREA, I WILL ANNOUNCE IT A WEEK OR TWO BEFORE HAND (on the blog) AND ANY TCG MEMBERS WILL BE WELCOME TO ATTEND.