Cueva del Rio La Venta 2: the vendetta

There are certain stories that it is always enjoyable to tell because they sum up a particularly important moment in your life. In 2012, I was invited by Tullio Bernabei, one of the founders of the La Venta Geographical Explorations, to participate in an expedition to the famous Cueva del Rio La Venta, in the Mexican state of Chiapas. That really was a great story. Everything went smoothly, from the preparations for the trip, to the logistical management in Chiapas, as well as the three days spent inside the cave, and those spent outside, before returning home. Over subsequent years, on recalling that experience, a number of friends kept asking me to accompany them to the Cueva. I would certainly have liked to take them up on their offers, but the cave was hardly “just beyond the vegetable patch”, as my father would often say. So I put it on the back burner. Then last year, when I went on an expedition that I had organised myself, to the Grotta Grande del Vento in Frasassi, together with a large group of caving friends, I finally acquiesced and agreed that I would orchestrate a return to the famous Cueva. To tell the truth, I found the prospect rather worrying, not least because of the physical commitment involved. I’ll not go into all of the preparations I made – suffice it to say that the planning required a considerable amount of time and effort. To give some idea of my state of mind at the time of departure, I’ll limit myself to describing an episode that distressed me tremendously. Having divided up all of the group’s material required for the scheduled explorations, I tried to squeeze my portion into my rucksack as best I could. A few nights before departure, I closed up my bag, grabbed the scales and lifted it all up: 30 kg! There was no other option, the maximum you are allowed to take on board the plane is 23 kg. A further streamlining of both my own stuff and that of the group allowed me to get under the weight threshold, but when I tried to lift up this miniature mountain, put it on my shoulders and walk a little...well, after just a minute I could feel my back starting to ache. We at last set off on 1 March, 2019. I met up with my friends from Puglia and the speleologists from Valle D’Aosta, got on the flight and arrived in Mexi

co, where we finally met up again with Tullio. After making a short visit to the Sumidero Canyon and preparing our personal bags and the group’s material, we headed to the upper entrance of the Cueva. The group contained nineteen cavers from various Italian regions, along with three Mexicans. To get the most out of this experience, we had set ourselves three objectives: the first was to make our way back up the Escalera del Diablo, a waterfall with a substantial flow rate, the provenance of which was unknown; the second was to complete the ascent at the so-called Hall at the Gates of Chaos, started a few years before by Vittorio Crobu but cut short due to a lack of time; the third objective was the production of a full video documentary of the entire expedition, with recordings of a type that had never been made in the Cueva before. We managed to achieve all of these objectives, even if one of them did not give us the results we had been hoping for. I’m referring to the climb back up the Escalera, which led us into some very narrow, dead-end tunnels. However, the ascent and explo

Ascending the tributary to the Escalera del Diablo

ration above the Gates of Chaos enabled us to investigate a giant upper branch extending for around 1.5 km. The third objective was also fully met. In short, it ended up being an expedition very much worth remembering. The cave, though, did not give us an easy time of it! That said, there were some pretty memorable moments. Sadly, after falling near the exit, one young lady broke both her arm and her shoulder, and ended up with serious bruising on her knee and ankle. Moreover, just about all of us picked up a fungal infection: the notorious histoplasmosis. Luckily, we all got over it. Despite these problems, I would happily do it all again: so many happy memories, the cave was impressive as always, the Chiapas landscapes were breathtaking, and the company was most enjoyable…

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