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A Brief History of the Reading University Caving Club (OTT Version). In the beginning there was nothing.
Just holes in the ground, deep, dark, mysterious, forbidding.
And the Student's Union said 'Let there be light!' And there
wasn't light. Then the FX2 was invented, and lo!, there light
was, albeit in rapidly fading form. Deep beneath the bowls of
the ground, something was stirring. From the primordial Union
soup came a selection of brave and noble souls dedicated to staring
at the very heart of danger, to raising the profile of caving
beyond the mere underground. The time was the 1960's, The modern caving club (motto: 'Veni Vidi Vomiti') is now a thriving streamlined democratic organisation with a dynamic go-ahead leadership. Oh yes. Gone are the days of old-style 'puppet' presidencies (actually one of Brian's old socks with some eyes stuck on it), and the club continues to forge ahead into the new millennium. The ROCK Weekend The ROCK weekend is a celebration of this history, as well as a chance to get drunk in a field and sing in a very out of tune fashion. The event, held in July takes place somewhere unpronounceable in deepest Wales and is chance for all the ex-members to come back together so that they can all moan how it's not like it was in their day. Against all the odds many caving club alumni often go on to lead normal lives out in the community, holding positions of responsibility such as shelf stackers or captains of industry. This is all forgotten at the ROCK weekend which aims to bring everyone together in the sprit of co-operation and inter-generational kinship. |
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-a time so aged that some of our older present members weren't
around then. It was a time of beards, a time of serious young
men with a passion for everything beneath them. Years passed,
like a kitten being dragged through treacle. Through times of
mini skirts, the Cuban missile crisis, the Bay City Rollers,
Spangles, the Rubik's Cube and mullet haircuts one thing remained
relatively constant in an ever changing world RUCC. Through
the trials and tabulations, obstacles, boulderchokes, pitfalls
and pratfalls, the mists of space and the infinite vastness of
time, RUCC has stood like a shining bacon of hope, standing the
tests and arrows and slings of outrageous fortune. Through a
combination of fortitude, attitude and inverse altitude it stands
today as the many legged beast that we know and love today.