Scrabbling through mud

We had our first Chaplaincy trip of the term yesterday: a five-and-a-half mile walk above Settle in the Yorkshire Dales. We travelled by train as the College minibus had been hired by our Gaelic Football Team (isn't that great, that we are able to have enought players for such a team!) The views were breathtaking: from the tops we could see all three major peaks at once: Ingleborough, Whernside and Pen-y-Ghent. We went inside one of the caves which dot Attermire Scar. One of our group, fearless Jemma, went deeper than I would ever have gone by myself, illuminating the darkness with her mobile phone and emerged triumphant into the daylight through a small hole in the rock ceiling. We crawled after her, scrabbling through the mud. There was only just enough room for each of us to pull ourselves through the gap. It was an enormously exhilerating experience. Our group bonded instantly. I actually get paid for this.