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Speaking of caving….

There's an injured guy trapped in a cave in Germany - 1000m deep.

1000m deep!!!

It takes 12 hours to get to where he is from the surface crawling through spaces with barely an inch between you and the rock all around. I've heard that it might take a week to extract him.

Injured man trapped in 1,000m-deep cave in Germany - Europe - World - The Independent

Ah its fine under ground. Just let the person with the biggest muscle go first. As they cant squish through the tight squeezes. And if they can fit then we all follow.

My first trip into a new cave i just take my little camera. But when i go back i normally take my big one and lots of other gear. All my mates love to haul it though for me.

Both the previous shot and this one were taken at the Bungonia Caves in NSW.

We took some xmas lights. With a 40m ascent ahead of us and two ropes coming down. I got the girls to stagger their climb for the photo.

Originally Posted by carjunkieanon

Speaking of caving….

There's an injured guy trapped in a cave in Germany - 1000m deep.

1000m deep!!!

It takes 12 hours to get to where he is from the surface crawling through spaces with barely an inch between you and the rock all around. I've heard that it might take a week to extract him.

Injured man trapped in 1,000m-deep cave in Germany - Europe - World - The Independent

I would love to be there to learn off the rescue guys. I've done 2 cave rescues and work on ropes in confined and tight spaces. So always wanting to learn new skills and test out what i know. But wow this is scary. At least he can walk a bit which will help the rescuers. He still needs to be hauled up over 1km. Even climbing that distance on ropes by yourself is a killer. Let along a dead weight.

Here is a picture of where he is stuck in the cave, along with the markings of the base stations they have set up to use as a safe rest point.

1km down and 6kms from the entrance.

Originally Posted by PTC

Both the previous shot and this one were taken at the Bungonia Caves in NSW.

This looks like the "acoustic pot" ??

Did my final recovery for cave rescue in that hole.

Originally Posted by Dazza67

This looks like the "acoustic pot" ??

Did my final recovery for cave rescue in that hole.

Correct, Its the bottom of the Acoustic Pot. Now that's a fun cave. I love the rock curtains that you breath in and shimmy your way through at the bottom of the pitch. And its so dry. As i am from Vic, most of my caving is out Buchan way and you get dirty and wet in there.

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