PISS 2000: Bulgaria - Day Two
Temnka Duhlata - Somewhere dark and full of glass
Errr, all my kit is wet, I feel sick, the room is spinning and I can't stop shaking. So started Dave's first day of caving.
First stop; Crofting Central. Rabid dogs roamed and wild women prowled, coffee was sold for 6p a shot in the local greasy spoon and the large-pants stall was open for business. Eventually we arrived at the cave entrance, which we found surrounded by rubbish, spent carbide and hungover cavers (us!). I still hadn't stopped shaking, but thought I'd better go underground or the others would spend the remainder of the trip casting aspersions upon my tiger credentials.
The cave started in style; crawling down badger-infested ice-floored passages, but sadly deteriorated into traverse of death after traverse of death. Splendid stal and gour pools filled every chamber in the furthest reaches of the cave, but to get there we had to crawl along hundreds of meters of passage liberally festooned with broken glass and rusty nails. Welcome to Bulgarian caving !!!!
Tzvetan, our top Bulgar caving guide is also the all Bulgarian speed eating champion. Able to polish off a 3 course meal in 6 - 7 hours, no problem...............