A pre-term trip to Yorkshire to hone our leadership and teamworking skills. Saturday saw the smaller cave connoisseurs of the group head to trapdoor with its ominously named squeezes; The Ripper, The Gripper and The Stripper. A less masochistic group did SRT practice in Ireby Fell. On Sunday Alum was the cave of choice to enjoy the sunshine.

Canyoning! Like caving without the roof. With rope, wetsuits and a bumper book of canyons in Ticino we travelled to Northern Italy and Southern Switzerland for aquatic fun. A very succesfuly trip seeing 5 trips to 4 canyons, a lot of olive and bread eaten and only 1 hire car totalled.

The club was on expedition to Tolminski Migovec, Slovenia, from the 11th July to the 17th August. There we joined the local JSPDT to continue exploration of the Tolminski Migovec mountain. Our plan is to setup an underground camp in the Migovec System at Camp X-Ray, and push the deep leads at 800-972 m of depth. The best source of in the field updates will probably be twitter, photos are most likely to appear on facebook as people come down from the mountain / fly home. We have a talk planned for Hidden Earth 2014 in September.
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Showing incredible enthusiasm and an increasing desperation to breathe something other than diesel fumes ICCC fled to the Midi-Pyrenees on an unprecedented second foreign tour. With help from local contacts we visited three caves in total, Degaudez, Coume Ferrat, and Portillon (Portaloo). Other highlights include a walk to a frozen lake and a bbq in the pissing rain.

An ambitious plan to camp in Daren began ominously with broken van keys and the president out of action in a (non union)van/bike incident. Undeterred the team struck out and made a good go of Daren. Repeating the entrance crawl twice in one day is probably punishment enough for failing to find the way on. A seperate contigent accompanied the hut warden on a survey trip into Aggy, whilst the patched up president wandered across the hills.

Rather unfortunately on this trip we needed to be rescued from King Pot due to one of our party becoming stuck in the T-shaped passage. The following reports are accounts from a few involved people. We are publishing these for posterity and for future ICCCers and and other cavers to learn from. We are incredibly grateful to the CRO and all involved in the rescue.

Striking out from the damp and dark of the UK ICCC ventured to a far off paradise, Sardinia. The caves are warm, the sun is hot, the wine is cheap. We had a wonderful time visiting Su Palu, Su Bentu, and Sa Routta 'e S'Edera and meeting the Nuoro caving club who kindly showed us round. I can see why we keep going back!

A lightweight trip to Yorkshire to round off the term. The keen crack team had a variety of adventures in Easegill on Saturday and a very lightweight team had a visit to the spectacular Alum.

Feeling the winds of change the cavers of ICCC gathered to choose the lucky few who would lead them into the next year. Through several rousing speeches (mostly consisting of nominating someone else for the job), thrilling debates ("You do it" "I already did it, you do it"), and finally indisputably fair voting (nominating a coin toss as a candidate when you're losing is standard practice) the committee was chosen.

Congratulations to:

Committee:
  President: Tanguy Racine
  Treasurer: Oliver Myerscough
  Secretary: Elijah Choi
  Tackle Master: Jack Hare
  Tours Secretary: Rhys Tyers
  Medical Officer: William French
  Honorary Morale Officer: David Kirkpatrick

Awards:
  For Evans' Sake: Tanguy Racine for valiant attempts at decorating the SMCC
  Herman Herz: Samuel Page for narrowly escaping a boulder based assassination attempt by Kate

In a brilliant display of cunning and subterfuge we organised a trip to the Mendips to conincide with Jarv's surprise birthday celebration. At long last we managed to complete the short round trip in Swildons on Saturday finding that on our previous attempts we had been mere metres from the correct way on. In the evening we joined the eclectic gathering of Jarv's friends and family and made a sizeable dent in the huge array of delcious treats and alcohol. On Sunday we relaxed on a sunny Priddy green until it was time to head home.