We started heading towards Crystal Phallus, but the only problem was we didn't know exactly how far it was. So as ever small tunnel approached we were disappointed when it emerged again. We had been underground for a while now and i was starting to feel hungry so a quick break was in order.

We couldn't have chosen a worse place to come out, we were in the ghetto. Even though it was 1am the g-unit was blasting out there music in da hood and fireworks where being set off in a nearby garden. And here we were dressed in waders and head torches. I sent Bubblehead to a nearby fish and chip shop while i ermm.. held the fort.

We headed back under and after over an hour of slippery pain in the ass false alarm tunnels we came to our final destination, Crystal Phallus. Named so due to the large calcium "icicles" which littered the ceiling which looked like, yep you guess it. At the outfall the pipe headed under as a large brick box but soon split into two brick pill shaped pipes, both leading to a small junction the other side with another culvert entering from the west. The floor wasn't slippery for once which made a difference and there was places to sit down while taking photos. A bit further up the tunnel came to another junction with a small pipe coming in down via a small staircase. We had a brief look down the pipe but decided we had done enough walking for now so it was time to take some pictures then head towards the car.

All was well until we came back to the Baptizer, it had been raining slightly so i fear the water would have risen just over the danger zone. We made steady progress until i heard "Oh god... its cold". I tried not to laugh but it was hard, water had seeped in through a hole in Bubbleheads wader and was now sloshing at the feet. We came up the other side, Bubble emptied his wader and we headed back to the car. 10 hours after heading down Mistaken identity we were back again, 13 hours total draining, my feet hurt!, and i still had to get home. At least i was dry this time!.

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