A painful, weary start to a day of fantastic discovery.
Corneilie and Marc appear here – part of our 5 person team that investigated a little known caving location today. Having permission from the authorities that control the area we had petitioned for a permit to explore and in so doing agreed, amongst other things, to leave the environment as we had found it and also to proceed with the understanding that if things went wrong we were to provide our own rescue team.
We had hiked in that morning along a sandy track – populated more by agressive deerfly than anything else – though the bear scat and large imprints in the mud were reminders of the other – larger inhabitants.
Greg and Valerie related their experience the night before when Valerie awoke to a snuffling sound beside the tent (a bear). Greg was already sittling upright in the dark and 3 sharp claps warned the scavenger away. Valerie now spoke with trepidation of the upcoming night and the possibility of sleeping in their car as opposed to their tent.
My back – not quite healed yet from some previous unremembered injury was surprisingly co-operative. I have been seeing a chiropractor for the last three weeks and their attentions along with stretching, exercises and robaxacet got me through the day. I had been advised to leave the Robaxacet for the evening but took it for the initial car ride as that is when I am usually the stiffest.
Getting off work around 11:00pm, returning home to pack and then shooting off at 04:30am left me not quite my usual self but all said and done – I think I did pretty well. As planned we all met at the end of a forest track and headed off on foot from there.