Bit damp, bit cold, quite foggy. Saw some rocks, saw some sheep, ate some crisps. Came back.
First off, you come to school wearing normal clothes, then depart on a magical journey over many various A-roads to eventually come to the village of Clapham. Two teams split up, one going into White Scar Caves, the other venturing off into the wild countryside. In the caves, be sure to bash your head a few times just to get used to it - you will do that a lot and see many strangely shaped limestone features. Apparently it is always a joy to hear from our school when Mr Spencer does the annual booking.