Fontainbleau, May 2011
Two reports from this trip, first from Tim followed by Jenny…
Dorset Ramblings
Poor weather forecasts and scaffolding left just a hardy few going to Dorset for the late May weekend. Still, we made the best of it, although there was no climbing. (Bad finger.) Dick had to walk 3 days in a row. (Someone please help him.) Woodyhyde campsite was packed. Mainly families with children.
Treasure Hunting along the Royal Military Canal
A select band of club members (Jane, Kim, Nick and Ruth) were planning to go for a walk on Easter Monday. With one of the crew recently discovering the delights of geocaching, a route was decided on that gave the opportunity for a few good searches. Geocaching involves hunting down ‘caches’ that are hidden throughout the world, through the aid of GPS and sometimes a clue (http://www.geocaching.com/).
Hastings Rock and Fell Club go to Dorset
An on and off club tradition of a climbing trip to the sea cliffs of Swanage on Good Friday, was honoured this year with a group of eight members congregating at the Cattle Troughs area for a season opener.
Scottish Winter Trip, February 2011
A bumper collection of three reports for this eventful trip from Tim, Gary and Daryl. Take a look at the trip photo gallery then read on….
HRFC Annual Dinner Trip 2010
This weekend was the third occasion on which the club has visited the Isle of Portland for the Dinner bash and I think it again proved to be a great success The island has a charm of its own and the accommodation and restaurant were again most satisfactory.
Lundy, September 2010
The Dirty Dozen (less one) or The Magnificent Seven (plus four) Do Lundy!
Click here for the trip photo gallery and here for the trip comic!
In 2005 Lundy was named as Britain’s tenth greatest natural wonder and having now been there I can quite see why that might be. Why the powers that be let our motley crew go there is questionable however and surely puts this accolade in some jeopardy?
Ladies Weekend, August 2010
The hardcore womenfolk of HRFC aka the usual suspects Jean, Ruth, Jane and I planned a weekend foray into the far reaches of West Dorset a land flowing with cider and fossils.
North Wales, August 2010
The trip this year was memorable for two reasons, firstly the fact that owing to torrential rain the river at the edge of the camp site was in full spate and threatened at some time on Friday to burst its banks and flood the site (which the farmer informed us had happened on occasion). Secondly this was the first trip to Wales for some of the members attending.
Peak District, July 2010
A report on this year’s Peak trip from club nephew Sam Hartshorn…