The netherworld of Mendip : $b explorations in the great caverns of Somerset, Yorkshire, Derbyshire, and elsewhereBaker, Ernest A. (Ernest Albert)
Science
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)
We crawled and scraped through, and on over sharp stones till at last
we could get no farther. We had evidently doubled back over the main
cavern, and that we could not be far from the open air was shown by
the presence of a bewildered bat, who flew to and fro in the confined
space and hit us in the face several times. And in the extreme recess
of this narrow branch a steady draught of air blew in through a crevice
and nearly put the lights out. Through an oversight we found ourselves
at this point reduced to two tapers and a bit, and to economise we
kept only one alight at a time, so as to have enough for the return
journey. All went well, however, and the sole difficulty we met with
was in getting down over the wedged blocks in the big chamber, a climb
that proved extremely awkward when taken the reverse way. In many
parts of this cavern we noticed prodigious quantities of moths on the
walls, as well as many huge spiders. But a more interesting thing was
the vegetation naturalised in the caves, examples of which we found
in other Mendip caverns as well. It will be advisable to have them
examined by a botanical specialist. All I can say about them now is
that they consist of extremely slender branching tendrils, some white
and translucent, others brownish, thin as cotton.
It was late in the afternoon when we entered the Roman Cavern; it
was dark now, and the stars were out. Returning in advance of the
others, I sat down just within the majestic gateway of the cavern, a
flattened arch about 100 feet wide resting on enormous rocky jambs, and
looked out across the deep wooded abyss where Cheddar lay, its lights
reflected here and there by the dark waters of the mere, towards the
craggy heights of Mendip opposite, just sinking down towards Sedgemoor.
The Great Bear was shining brightly right in front--it almost spanned
the breadth of the cave mouth; and the solemnity of the place and
the hour could not but bring to mind the miserable fugitives who sat
in this forlorn asylum, hemmed in by foes, and looked out on the
same giant constellation thrice five hundred years ago. The place is
admirably adapted for defence. A rear attack was of course impossible,
whilst a frontal attack by way of the cliffs would be easily repelled;
and a tolerable water-supply was to be found inside the cavern. The
huge natural glacis of the fortress is covered to-day with a dense
tangle of ivy and other climbers, through which we made our way
heedfully, for a slip would have been easy in the dark, and a terrible
fall the consequence.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account