The netherworld of Mendip : $b explorations in the great caverns of Somerset, Yorkshire, Derbyshire, and elsewhereBaker, Ernest A. (Ernest Albert)
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The netherworld of Mendip : $b explorations in the great caverns of Somerset, Yorkshire, Derbyshire, and elsewhere
Baker, Ernest A. (Ernest Albert)
Caves; Mendip Hills (England)
scrambling brought me into a vast chamber, the floor of which was piled
up with enormous blocks, while the lowest part seemed to offer two
possible routes onwards. One of these proved to be a mere hollow, but
the other was evidently the channel of a stream, and apparently led
onwards into further caves. But the roof was extremely low, and it was
quite impossible to wriggle through. One of my companions, who had now
joined me, also failed to squeeze through the opening, and we decided
to leave it until the hole could be enlarged with pick and shovel.
The alleged 300 feet was found by aneroid to be exactly 100 feet. In
a corner of this lofty cavern was a steep fissure which seemed to be
well worth exploring. The bottom half of it was completely walled in
by an enormous flake of Limestone that had come down from the roof,
and looked as if a touch would send it tumbling on the heaps of rock
at the bottom of the cave. We scrambled up the fissure at the back of
this, and reached a promising gallery; but, to our disgust, this was
entirely blocked up with clay and mud at the top, and it was impossible
to proceed. Gaining the summit of the huge Limestone flake, we lit up
the cave with magnesium wire, and were deeply impressed by its height
and the grandeur of the shattered crags bristling on walls, roof,
and floor. Everything was black, save one long, dripping cascade of
stalagmite on the wall over against us; its unsullied whiteness shone
weirdly out of the gloom as the fierce light fell on it. Just at that
moment voices were heard, and from a rent in the rocky wall in front
the intolerable beam of the searchlight came right in our faces. The
remainder of the party had followed us up, and reached the spot where
we had first looked over into the deep chasm. Revealed in all its
extent by this penetrating light, the cave reminded us strongly of
the enormous chamber that we had explored a few months earlier in the
lowest part of the Blue John Mine in Derbyshire. On the way back one of
the acetylene lamps fell down the pit by which we had entered, and was
completely smashed. With no other mishap, we made our way through the
tortuous passages and amongst the chaos of tumbled rock masses back to
the cavern under "Solomon's Temple."
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