Story
The official Blurb is underneath but first up you get to hear my bit......right, to start with I did a sponsored challenge day on the 24th June for Victim Support; but it's not too late to sponsor me, if you read this and sympathise with what I went through!!
The first half of the day I abseiled 80 foot ...off a bridge!! This was a challenge in itself without the other half of the day, which I'll talk about in a minute. I've abseiled before, but never from so high, and always with a wall to bounce against. Inevitably crawling through the railings (quite difficult due to my height) and actually putting your trust in the ropes, leaning back and letting the equipment take your weight that high up, was difficult. The real challenge though was a short way down, when I encountered the arch of the bridge. This meant LETTING GO WITH ONE HAND to push against the bridge and sheild my head from bouncing off of it! Because of the lack of numbers, I actually got to abseil a total of 3 times, gaining confidence each time...and rope burn.
The second half of the day was spent caving. Now for people from my neck of the woods, I am NOT talking the kind of caving you get at Wookey Hole, or Cheddar Gorge. No. This meant full waterproofs, and wellies to start with. Then there was the helmet with the light attached to it, because where we were going there was NO natural light. To access the cave you had to go down a stream...in the stream. The stream led you right in, and it involved squeezing through narrow gaps, climbing up into chambers, squatting down a lot, and crawling through tight spaces on your belly. Not quite what I expected I have to say. When we finally got to the chambers, they were awesome. Huge, bigger than I could have imagined, and I can't really describe them and do them justice. We all turned our torch lights off and sat in darkness. The darkness was impenatrable; your eyes just didn't get used to it. Every sound, every drip was echoing around, and it was hard not to jump when a drip of water landed unexpectedly on you. A lot of the time in the caves I was the last person in the line, and occasionally I would turn and look back; the feeling of isolation was hard to ignore, as I turned just before my torch beam hit the passage, you got an idea of just how dark it was back where you had come from. Again, it was difficult not to imagine being followed, or what would happen if we went missing, if anything happened....We spent over 2 hours in the caves, until blinking suddenly we came back out into daylight and the ordeal was over.
All I can say is I'm extremely glad I'm not one of those people who watches certain scary horror flims, or i'm not sure you'd have even got me in the cave in the first place.
For me the caving was the most challenging, physically and mentally. Abseiling I had a certain amount of control over how fast I went, and could do it at my speed. I had control of the surroundings. In the caves, I lost that control; and I guess that's what it boils down to - losing control, trusting other things, like nature, and hoping nothing happens.
I have some photos coming, and will post them as soon as I have them.
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