While typically not deemed worthy of documentation, this year's attendance at the annual Hidden Earth national caving conference unfolded with such astounding drama that it insisted on being immortalized in the written epic saga of Panda-monium.
The final trip of the term meant we wanted to do something challenging, and it had been a while since the club had tackled Gaping Gill so we trudged up the long walk up the fell only to descend back down again. A cheeky trip to Hensler's Master Cave was also undertaken, and the Main Chamber was spectacular as ever. Crickets were eaten, Bar was derigged, and everyone made it home safely, only to be assaulted by some intensely flavoured burritos. Many people decided to go caveless on Sunday, so just one group took on Shuttleworth to admire the dizzying array of pretties.
For the first time in club memory we trekked to the faraway lands of Snowdonia to visit the gargantuan labyrinths that had been hollowed out beneath the barren lands. Highlights included a perilous zipline, a slightly leaky canoe, and hundreds of titanic caverns carved into the slate, rivaling Moria in majesty.