Out of your mine again

3 years ago I went to Sweden to search out some of the legendary ice mines to find out if they really existed or not. I found what I was looking for at the time and I think it was maybe even the first proper post on this blog. For the last 2 years I have been wanting to get back there again and climb some of the amazing ice features that lurked in the depths. Now living in Denmark, the trip suddenly became more realistic and with the added psyche that accompanied the extra long winter season that's been going on, I managed the impossible. To find a bunch of willing, capable, free and most importantly slightly mad people to join forces for this daring and at times ridiculously insane project.

I'll be writing a more engaging and thorough piece on this blog in the near future but for now here are some photos explaining the more mundane practical aspects of making a one off trip like this into a success.

Team ice miners included: Rob Gibson, Malcolm Kent, Lukasz Warzecha, Thomas Mazur and Kristoffer Szilas.

Rob and Kat testing lights in preparation.


First things first, don't throw stones.
Photo: Thomas Mazur


After 9 or so hours drive through the night, we arrive.
Photo: Thomas Mazur


Laying out the kit is the morning ritual.
Photo: Thomas Mazur


Rapping in during the initial exploration mission.
Photo: Thomas Mazur


Time to get yourself back to surface again.
Photo: Thomas Mazur


Another epic day ahead of us but at least the weather was on form.
Photo: Thomas Mazur