An Orpheus caving trip to Majorca started with a nice day of canyoning. The start of this was incredibly surreal as we traipsed through a beautiful vineyard in the Majorcan countryside.
After a while of the beautiful vineyard, we cut to several hours of bush wacking before coming to the dry river bed. Walking from this point onwards was easy, except for the occasional pool of water we had to climb around.
Reaching the water after several hours in the midday sun was bliss. It was amazing to move through this canyon.
The sheer beauty of the place really knocked me back.
Even if some of the anchors left alot to be desired...
Every pool we came to had thousands of these little black dots that scattered the second we touched the water. Eventually we managed to catch one and they were these huge tadpoles. I honestly can't describe just how many there were though.
Look at this pitch. LOOK IT.
Eventually the canyon lead us right down to the sea. All we wanted to do was jump into the beautiful water.
But instead we decided to stick to the plan, which was quite a long climb/via ferrata back over the rocks next to the canyon.
As we climbed back towards where we'd left our dry clothes, we got to overlook the canyon where we'd been, as well as getting ourselves into some amazing positions.
Now anyone who has climbed for several hours, in a wetsuit, in the midday Mediterranean sun shall tell you it gets hot. Really hot. Simon passed out in this pool of water whilst we were all getting changed. Oh, how we laughed.
All changed and concious again, we started on the walk out. We tried to take a shortcut. We missed dinner.
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