. . . . . the ewe was waiting patiently on its ledge. So, after a quick snack (for some of us), it was off to Ingleton. The ewe was seen to be about six metres up from the quarry floor, but there was neither easy access up to it nor space to wrestle it safely into its rescue bag while un-roped, so a team member abseiled down from the top of the quarry face. When he was four or five metres above the animal, it became more frightened of him than of the drop below, so ran and bounced down a narrow, grassy rake to the quarry floor, before running away from the team members waiting below.
Volunteer hours: 12