Saturday, May 1
Alpkit - New Gear (Scoop?)
Regrettably I didn't get time to do more than cast glances towards Alpkit's stand at last weekend's Backpacker Club Event. And that was only because the stall was barely 3m from where I spent most of that day with Podcast Bob and his team.
On the few occasions I did get time to look it seemed to me that the Aplkit staff was similarly working hard to handle the steady stream of eager BPC members keen to get their hands on the gear on offer.
As the crowds thinned out pre the AGM time, I finally managed to get over to the stand, by now mostly stripped down with van repacking well advanced.
Happily Alpkit's prototype tent was still pitched, giving me the chance for a quick looksee & brief chat about the design & some of the possible modifications that may be made if the tent is to reach the Outdoor market.
As a one man lightweight double skin design it includes a reasonably large vestibule under the flysheet for foul weather cooking. But for me the real difference apart from the majority of lightweight one man designs was the provision for a separate tent entry on either side. So in hot weather the fly sheet can be quickly unzipped and tied back on both sides offering that all important panoramic view, whilst encouraging any passing breeze to sort our any ventilation & condensation issues.
Whilst checking out the Alpkit site early today for further information about the tent I came instead across a couple of other radical innovations from this company.
These are items that I've not seen mentioned elsewhere on the Outdoor reports or in the media.
So gather near dear reader. Let us talk in hush tones together, as I can reveal all..........
No doubt you'll have heard much of the 'Thermarest\NeoAir sleeping mat - which is better' debate.
Well a new Contender is on the scene. Alpkit may well take this market by storm with the Alpkit MegaMat D-Luxion sleeping mat. Radical in approach it offers:
"the reassurance of simple home comforts away from home whether you are camping in France, trekking to Everest or hanging in a portaledge on El Cap.........just like sleeping in your own bed only better"
And as for the price!
Well you'd better check it out for yourself, especially with Alpkit's 3 hour shipping offer (now that's customer service for you busy people)
For the climbers amongst you - how about the Sflash - fluid groundfall protection system.
"A highly advanced fall protection system, designed to cope with the demands of 'new school' highball problems. Conventional foam sandwich type pads are inadequate when the climbing enters the the terrifying 2m up ‘no fall’ zone. The Sflash replaces this outdated system with a flexible, open, fluid retention pod. We have all seen climbers happily cranking it 25m up when deepwater soloing, and the Sflash pad allows you to replicate the freedom and safety of DWS at your local crag. Simply unroll the lightweight Siliconised nylon pod, fill with liquid (not included) and get sending!"
A radical approach indeed. Once again offered at a startling price.
Remember folks - you read it here first.
Oh and one thing ............
......you did spot it was a Beta test site for the new shop didn't you now?
TeeHee.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Saturday, April 24
backpackers club agm - finale
This BPC meet was a pleasant experience, making up for some negative feelings that still
lingered after my last attendance in April 2008.
Now I don't know whether that was the Bath Racecourse venue with plenty of pitch space & (very) posh facilities (Running Hot Water & Toilet Paper that didn't disappear by Friday evening!) Perhaps my expectation and attitude has changed.
Then again it may have been down to the members who attended this year. Nobody seemed to crowd anybody else's enjoyment. And everyone I encountered was kind enough to say hello, and felt free enough to while away the time chatting about kit, walking and backpacking in general. Such an easy going atmosphere, especially for the new members who took the plunge.
Even criticisms raised during the AGM were discussed in a mature and positive way with the committee clearly wishing to get greater involvement from the members themselves. But for those who've been involved with clubs and their organisation I'm afraid this is the norm.
Post AGM I managed to grab a quick preview of the new BPC website, officially still a work in progress, but looking to me to be ready to roll out sometime very soon. Feedback on such items as the BPC Forum have been listened to and acted upon.
It has been a long week. Having renewed acquaintances old and new it was time to head for home. To tart up the Blog pieces & pictures sent from on-site (Blogging by phone - Pah!)
A good few days. And if this is a portent of a southern BPC AGM - then lets have more down this way soon please.Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 2 (report)
(Venue for the AGM - only the best for the BPC)
The BPC is in a positive frame of mind if the weekend's turn out of 160+ members (from nearly 900 in total) reflects the club's level of interest.
The sun continued to shine down onto a positive get together with the usual meet and greet typical of an annual event.
As normal there were a few committee vacancies to fill for it's a thankless task to keep a UK wide organisation of this calibre running quietly from behind the scenes with limited recognition.
With imminent plans to re brand the BPC website & functionality there are signs that repeated suggestions from the net savy contingent of the membership have finally been taken on board there bye moving the BPC forwards. An important consideration when considering other such outdoor alternatives as viewed by Joe Public.
All considered a good weekend, a positive atmosphere and a productive one for the gear junkies looking at the busy trade stands on the Saturday.
And that's based on personal experience as I stepped in to help cope with the lengthy rush at the Backpackinglight stand. So to all those left wondering who the gormless helper was on Saturday - well the truth can been revealed.
2011's AGM is likely to be May 6-8 at Stanhope (in the Yorkshire Dales if I heard the location correctly. There was some disagreement over the pronunciation from a Yorkshire lad)
Something for your 2011 diary when it gets there.
(Edit: I'm reliably informed that Stanhope is a County Durham parish)Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 2
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It may not look busy - but the size of the field hides the number of tents on site Saturday morning.
(Apologies for the dark picture - just couldn't get away from the sunlight no matter how hard I tried. ah the trials of the Blogger On Tour)
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They came by foot. They came by bicycle. Many came by car and even a few motorcycles this year.
But despite watching the balloon basket carefully I have no evidence that this mode of transport was pressed into use.
Well - I didn't see it land. So just maybe..............
Labels: Backpackers Club
Friday, April 23
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun) #2
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun)
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent. 
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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On the few occasions I did get time to look it seemed to me that the Aplkit staff was similarly working hard to handle the steady stream of eager BPC members keen to get their hands on the gear on offer.
As the crowds thinned out pre the AGM time, I finally managed to get over to the stand, by now mostly stripped down with van repacking well advanced.
Happily Alpkit's prototype tent was still pitched, giving me the chance for a quick looksee & brief chat about the design & some of the possible modifications that may be made if the tent is to reach the Outdoor market.
As a one man lightweight double skin design it includes a reasonably large vestibule under the flysheet for foul weather cooking. But for me the real difference apart from the majority of lightweight one man designs was the provision for a separate tent entry on either side. So in hot weather the fly sheet can be quickly unzipped and tied back on both sides offering that all important panoramic view, whilst encouraging any passing breeze to sort our any ventilation & condensation issues.
Whilst checking out the Alpkit site early today for further information about the tent I came instead across a couple of other radical innovations from this company.
These are items that I've not seen mentioned elsewhere on the Outdoor reports or in the media.
So gather near dear reader. Let us talk in hush tones together, as I can reveal all..........
No doubt you'll have heard much of the 'Thermarest\NeoAir sleeping mat - which is better' debate.
Well a new Contender is on the scene. Alpkit may well take this market by storm with the Alpkit MegaMat D-Luxion sleeping mat. Radical in approach it offers:
"the reassurance of simple home comforts away from home whether you are camping in France, trekking to Everest or hanging in a portaledge on El Cap.........just like sleeping in your own bed only better"
And as for the price!
Well you'd better check it out for yourself, especially with Alpkit's 3 hour shipping offer (now that's customer service for you busy people)
For the climbers amongst you - how about the Sflash - fluid groundfall protection system.
"A highly advanced fall protection system, designed to cope with the demands of 'new school' highball problems. Conventional foam sandwich type pads are inadequate when the climbing enters the the terrifying 2m up ‘no fall’ zone. The Sflash replaces this outdated system with a flexible, open, fluid retention pod. We have all seen climbers happily cranking it 25m up when deepwater soloing, and the Sflash pad allows you to replicate the freedom and safety of DWS at your local crag. Simply unroll the lightweight Siliconised nylon pod, fill with liquid (not included) and get sending!"
A radical approach indeed. Once again offered at a startling price.
Remember folks - you read it here first.
Oh and one thing ............
......you did spot it was a Beta test site for the new shop didn't you now?
TeeHee.
Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
backpackers club agm - finale
This BPC meet was a pleasant experience, making up for some negative feelings that still
lingered after my last attendance in April 2008.
Now I don't know whether that was the Bath Racecourse venue with plenty of pitch space & (very) posh facilities (Running Hot Water & Toilet Paper that didn't disappear by Friday evening!) Perhaps my expectation and attitude has changed.
Then again it may have been down to the members who attended this year. Nobody seemed to crowd anybody else's enjoyment. And everyone I encountered was kind enough to say hello, and felt free enough to while away the time chatting about kit, walking and backpacking in general. Such an easy going atmosphere, especially for the new members who took the plunge.
Even criticisms raised during the AGM were discussed in a mature and positive way with the committee clearly wishing to get greater involvement from the members themselves. But for those who've been involved with clubs and their organisation I'm afraid this is the norm.
Post AGM I managed to grab a quick preview of the new BPC website, officially still a work in progress, but looking to me to be ready to roll out sometime very soon. Feedback on such items as the BPC Forum have been listened to and acted upon.
It has been a long week. Having renewed acquaintances old and new it was time to head for home. To tart up the Blog pieces & pictures sent from on-site (Blogging by phone - Pah!)
A good few days. And if this is a portent of a southern BPC AGM - then lets have more down this way soon please.Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 2 (report)
(Venue for the AGM - only the best for the BPC)
The BPC is in a positive frame of mind if the weekend's turn out of 160+ members (from nearly 900 in total) reflects the club's level of interest.
The sun continued to shine down onto a positive get together with the usual meet and greet typical of an annual event.
As normal there were a few committee vacancies to fill for it's a thankless task to keep a UK wide organisation of this calibre running quietly from behind the scenes with limited recognition.
With imminent plans to re brand the BPC website & functionality there are signs that repeated suggestions from the net savy contingent of the membership have finally been taken on board there bye moving the BPC forwards. An important consideration when considering other such outdoor alternatives as viewed by Joe Public.
All considered a good weekend, a positive atmosphere and a productive one for the gear junkies looking at the busy trade stands on the Saturday.
And that's based on personal experience as I stepped in to help cope with the lengthy rush at the Backpackinglight stand. So to all those left wondering who the gormless helper was on Saturday - well the truth can been revealed.
2011's AGM is likely to be May 6-8 at Stanhope (in the Yorkshire Dales if I heard the location correctly. There was some disagreement over the pronunciation from a Yorkshire lad)
Something for your 2011 diary when it gets there.
(Edit: I'm reliably informed that Stanhope is a County Durham parish)Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 2
It may not look busy - but the size of the field hides the number of tents on site Saturday morning.
(Apologies for the dark picture - just couldn't get away from the sunlight no matter how hard I tried. ah the trials of the Blogger On Tour)
They came by foot. They came by bicycle. Many came by car and even a few motorcycles this year.
But despite watching the balloon basket carefully I have no evidence that this mode of transport was pressed into use.
Well - I didn't see it land. So just maybe..............
Labels: Backpackers Club
Friday, April 23
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun) #2
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun)
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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lingered after my last attendance in April 2008.
Now I don't know whether that was the Bath Racecourse venue with plenty of pitch space & (very) posh facilities (Running Hot Water & Toilet Paper that didn't disappear by Friday evening!) Perhaps my expectation and attitude has changed.
Then again it may have been down to the members who attended this year. Nobody seemed to crowd anybody else's enjoyment. And everyone I encountered was kind enough to say hello, and felt free enough to while away the time chatting about kit, walking and backpacking in general. Such an easy going atmosphere, especially for the new members who took the plunge.
Even criticisms raised during the AGM were discussed in a mature and positive way with the committee clearly wishing to get greater involvement from the members themselves. But for those who've been involved with clubs and their organisation I'm afraid this is the norm.
Post AGM I managed to grab a quick preview of the new BPC website, officially still a work in progress, but looking to me to be ready to roll out sometime very soon. Feedback on such items as the BPC Forum have been listened to and acted upon.
It has been a long week. Having renewed acquaintances old and new it was time to head for home. To tart up the Blog pieces & pictures sent from on-site (Blogging by phone - Pah!)
A good few days. And if this is a portent of a southern BPC AGM - then lets have more down this way soon please.
Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 2 (report)
(Venue for the AGM - only the best for the BPC)
The BPC is in a positive frame of mind if the weekend's turn out of 160+ members (from nearly 900 in total) reflects the club's level of interest.
The sun continued to shine down onto a positive get together with the usual meet and greet typical of an annual event.
As normal there were a few committee vacancies to fill for it's a thankless task to keep a UK wide organisation of this calibre running quietly from behind the scenes with limited recognition.
With imminent plans to re brand the BPC website & functionality there are signs that repeated suggestions from the net savy contingent of the membership have finally been taken on board there bye moving the BPC forwards. An important consideration when considering other such outdoor alternatives as viewed by Joe Public.
All considered a good weekend, a positive atmosphere and a productive one for the gear junkies looking at the busy trade stands on the Saturday.
And that's based on personal experience as I stepped in to help cope with the lengthy rush at the Backpackinglight stand. So to all those left wondering who the gormless helper was on Saturday - well the truth can been revealed.
2011's AGM is likely to be May 6-8 at Stanhope (in the Yorkshire Dales if I heard the location correctly. There was some disagreement over the pronunciation from a Yorkshire lad)
Something for your 2011 diary when it gets there.
(Edit: I'm reliably informed that Stanhope is a County Durham parish)Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 2
It may not look busy - but the size of the field hides the number of tents on site Saturday morning.
(Apologies for the dark picture - just couldn't get away from the sunlight no matter how hard I tried. ah the trials of the Blogger On Tour)
They came by foot. They came by bicycle. Many came by car and even a few motorcycles this year.
But despite watching the balloon basket carefully I have no evidence that this mode of transport was pressed into use.
Well - I didn't see it land. So just maybe..............
Labels: Backpackers Club
Friday, April 23
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun) #2
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun)
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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(Venue for the AGM - only the best for the BPC)The BPC is in a positive frame of mind if the weekend's turn out of 160+ members (from nearly 900 in total) reflects the club's level of interest.
The sun continued to shine down onto a positive get together with the usual meet and greet typical of an annual event.
As normal there were a few committee vacancies to fill for it's a thankless task to keep a UK wide organisation of this calibre running quietly from behind the scenes with limited recognition.
With imminent plans to re brand the BPC website & functionality there are signs that repeated suggestions from the net savy contingent of the membership have finally been taken on board there bye moving the BPC forwards. An important consideration when considering other such outdoor alternatives as viewed by Joe Public.
All considered a good weekend, a positive atmosphere and a productive one for the gear junkies looking at the busy trade stands on the Saturday.
And that's based on personal experience as I stepped in to help cope with the lengthy rush at the Backpackinglight stand. So to all those left wondering who the gormless helper was on Saturday - well the truth can been revealed.
2011's AGM is likely to be May 6-8 at Stanhope (in the Yorkshire Dales if I heard the location correctly. There was some disagreement over the pronunciation from a Yorkshire lad)
Something for your 2011 diary when it gets there.
(Edit: I'm reliably informed that Stanhope is a County Durham parish)
Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 2
It may not look busy - but the size of the field hides the number of tents on site Saturday morning.
(Apologies for the dark picture - just couldn't get away from the sunlight no matter how hard I tried. ah the trials of the Blogger On Tour)
They came by foot. They came by bicycle. Many came by car and even a few motorcycles this year.
But despite watching the balloon basket carefully I have no evidence that this mode of transport was pressed into use.
Well - I didn't see it land. So just maybe..............
Labels: Backpackers Club
Friday, April 23
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun) #2
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun)
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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It may not look busy - but the size of the field hides the number of tents on site Saturday morning.
(Apologies for the dark picture - just couldn't get away from the sunlight no matter how hard I tried. ah the trials of the Blogger On Tour)
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They came by foot. They came by bicycle. Many came by car and even a few motorcycles this year.
But despite watching the balloon basket carefully I have no evidence that this mode of transport was pressed into use.
Well - I didn't see it land. So just maybe..............
Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun) #2
backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun)
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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backpackers club agm (suffering in the sun)
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildcamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.
How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
More to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......
Labels: Backpackers Club
backpackers club agm - day 1
Having last seen my home pre dawn last Wednesday its been a meandering sort of journey to this year's BPC AGM, but I'm sat here at last.
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......Labels: Backpackers Club
Sunday, April 18
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
The sun is beating down onto what must be the most luxurious 'wildamp' pitch I've yet encountered.
The walk-in route (all of 2 metres from the car) went without any serious route finding mishaps.
Water supply, courtesy of a nearby tap, appears not to require any filtering; And the pitch is, amazingly for once, flat and verdant green grass.How will I survive the night's rigour at this rate?
0ore to follow, hot from the scene as it happens......
Labels: Backpackers Club
Back Packers Club AGM
Well this week could have gone much worse. I managed to catch the last but one flight out of Ireland so I've been watching with a certain bemused air the grounding of air flights across Europe.
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Monday, February 8
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
I was gazing over the snow remnants high on the slopes of Wicklow Mountains as I flew out of the airport. Mentally checking ridge routes for a potential walking trip later this year.
Now if I'd only I'd arrived a day later I can guess where I would have 'unavoidably' been forced to spend my time this weekend.
Instead I'm sat in front of this pesky computer keyboard yet again.
Ho hum.
But at least that has given me the chance to catch up with the latest Outdoor Podcasts - especially Podcast Bob's final piece on the NEC Outdoors Show. An interesting interview with the Show's organiser, especially concerning the decision to move the 2011 event to a new venue (London) & and new date (January)
(Why not listen to it yourself and make up your own mind?)
Personally - I think the bells are tolling the death knell for the event as the UK's primary Outdoor Walking Show open to the general public.
Which in itself may not be a bad thing if the show held at the Backpackers Club AGM (Bath 24 April) draws the interest it has in the past.
I'll let you know how that one comes out after my AGM visit this coming weekend.
Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, NEC Outdoors Show
Scottish Wildcamping & the Pressgang(ed)
Today's mutterings come to you courtesy of the letters L, P & W.
L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in Weird Darren - Oops make that Whitespider1066.
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Thursday, September 24
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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L - as in Loch Lomond & the Trossachs National Park current garnishing opinion as to their proposal to put in place byelaws that would ban informal camping contrary to Scotland's Right To Roam enshrined under their own recent statute.
P - as in Petesy (aka PTC) the first Blog article across which I stumbled across earlier this evening.
Happily - I know not how- someone else has recognised Petesy's credentials and invited him to contribute to Tuesday's BBC Good Morning Scotland program.
Well ok, it may only be radio, but on top of his past pieces for Trail Magazine (back when they paid contributors), surely that means a move onto the Celebs F list?
That's still a couple of legs higher than Katie Price IMHO.
Eeerr ...that didn't come out quite as I intended it to.
Oh well.......and finally ..............
W - as in
Stalwart of the Legalise Wildcamping Campaign Darren wandered into the 2009 Backpacker's Club AGM. May be his attention was still a-wandering. For by the time he left the meeting he'd become the BPC's latest Club Secretary.
(Now there's a sneaky move - looking for committee nominations at the end of a long meeting when the audience's defences are down)
Since then Darren's been doing a steady job representing the BPC.
Which is why his is the second Blog article concerning Loch Lomand plans that I bring to your attention this evening.
And nothing to do with the fact that the BBC (THE BBC for Chrisssakes!) quote him by name.
And even provide a hot link through to his Blog. (Now which Celeb list does that qualify him for I wonder?)
Nice one gents - you even scooped my usual Outdoor News Ticker Tape.
Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, E-Petition-Wildcamping, National Park
Backpackers Club AGM 2010
Well hello again dear reader.
What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.Labels: Backpackers Club
Saturday, September 27
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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What's that? Yes - I know.
It has been quite a while since we last met; But certain life events, allude to a few months ago, have finally been coming to their natural conclusion over the past couple of weeks.
Not quite all done and dusted - but the outcome is very positive all around.
Now my thoughts can get back to matters Outdoor......
The Backpackers Club Autumn newsletter has confirmation of an interesting change in 2010.
At BPC's 2009 AGM there was talk of the next AGM being held in the south of England. After a number of northern based locations during recent years this was intriguing news.
BPC's newsletter now has confirmation that the 2010 AGM is (provisionally) scheduled to be held at Bath Racecourse over the weekend of April 23-25.
Good news if your southern based, like me, especially when attendance depends on a 500+ mile round trip to join in the fun for northern AGMs.
Whilst there may be some who dislike moving the AGM location, it does give those from geographically diverse areas the opportunity to show their physical support, and hopefully be more actively involved with club matters.
I've spent a little time walking in the area & am happy to point out it lies towards the southern end of The Cotswold Way
Good chance to tick off a National Trail, and spend a weekend with like-minded folk in 2010?
I notice the racecourse also has free wi-fi - so expect breaking news as it happens at BPC AGM 2010 - if I know my Bloggers.
Labels: Backpackers Club
Dorset BackPacking Club Meet
"Hell is other people" Jean-Paul Sartre - No Exit
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)
But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)
Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)
Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)
A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Whoops, I bet you're already wondering where this one's going! Not the most positive sounding start I've offered up, but if you know the reference, the initial bleakness belies a wealth of hidden meaning. Deep chappies those fag smoking frenchie philosopher types. Or maybe just intelligible?
But nevertheless the quotation that I had running through my head on the trip back home from the Dorset Backpackers Club meet this weekend.
But I'm getting ahead of myself here - back to the beginning of the trip.
Battling Friday rush hour traffic, a delayed end to a busy working week, was not the way this weekend was intended to start. Add in emergency home repairs completed earlier that afternoon. As a result that evening found me in a frazzled state as I finally arrived at Tom's Field Campsite high on the Isle of Purbeck, near Swanage.
I'd anticipated a quiet corner, some gentle backpacking chat with other Dorset members and a little shop talk with fellow Blogger Darren. But as a late arrival at this particular party the scene was already set with tents piled deeply around the field nearest the toilets & shop.
And also the site's entrance, whose pertinence will become clear as this tale unfolds.
Shoe horning the Akto in alongside Darren's Hex tepee my practiced settling in was quickly sorted, and then to the traditional first brew of the weekend as my reward.
(pass the tin-opener)But whats this? Already the sunny day is fading, as lengthening shadows cool the air, a call to switch to warmer clothing. What had happened to the day?
Barely time for a quick 'Hi' to the BPC members pitched several tents along the row, and to Darren alongside. All muttered against a backdrop of a screaming toddler somewhere amongst the nearby tents. Looking around I could see that this particular camping field already seemed to be filled to a rather high capacity. A mix of BPC members, young family groups, motor homes and lads-on-the-razz. Hmm an incendiary mix? Potentially.
Time for the pub. Reasonable food & beer and a friendly welcome. But as a local of these parts that irritating recognition that the food prices seemed to have been set mindful of the captive market from the two local camp sites, punters likely to pay-up without too much fuss. With the alternative pub dejectedly displaying a "For Sale" sign above its dark closed doorway we campers had a very limited choice. Market forces I believe it's called.
Trevor, the Dorset BPC rep kindly searched out Darren and myself, with an invite to join the other BPC members, unaware we were already working our way down our last beer, both happy to turn in early. But appreciative of the offer, and not wishing to abuse this friendly overture we sat and chatted for a short while with the other members before tendering our early excuses for the night. No slight intended to those we met, but we were more tired, rather than our normal scintillating company that evening. The BPC made us feel most welcome.
Head torchs slicing the darkness we crossed the field back to the site and our sleeping bags. Early at 9pm, but definitely needy of some shut eye.
Back to that campsite entrance now. Its proximity meant a steady stream of jolly pub returnees & and late arrivals to the campsite. As a result the hours onto midnight were regularly punctuated with car headlights illuminating the tent, the sound of car diesel motors passing close to the tent, and irregular outbreaks of happy campers on a night out.
None of these, I hasten to add, anything exceptional taken in isolation. But as a recurrent backdrop something that I'd rather not have around me.
As I reflected to Darren earlier in the evening, after catching myself once again whinging 'God, I hate campsites' my problem was not the site, but my reaction to it. I’d had a similar reaction during the BPC meet back in April (with rather more cause on that occasion)
And as for Swanage steam engine line. Which idiot thinks it makes for a happy experience to sound that bleedin' train whistle so late at night? And so repeatedly?
Have I finally morphed into a Grumpy Old Sod? (Mrs JH is not allowed an answer at this point. She's biased; And I know what her answer is without asking)
Far from it. Its more that after my wildcamping trips, mostly solo, and always far from the (for me) maddening crowds, these days I seem to have an aversion to the Happy Camper Syndrome - A cheap week of Outdoor Fun with BBQs, Beer, & Bitching. The group experience can work, as experienced on the Blogger meet-ups, out in the wild places, far from the towns.
Perhaps that reflects the attitude and expectations Joe Public Camper, compared to those whom I believe carry a deeper affinity for fitting in amongst natural surroundings. Not this scribe's arrogance I hope. Just mindful of some tactful re-education amongst the less experienced campers. But not a topic high on my agenda at 11:30 pm.
An observation reinforced early Saturday morning as I discovered an overnight arrival had pitched their tent so close to mine that I had to be wary opening my car door, in case I ripped their flysheet. Hmm, now that’s what I call tightly packed. And certainly an unintended slight I'm sure.
Out of the sleeping bag. Coffee bump start, cereal bar breakfast, and nicotine fix satiated I burst forth into ……….clag. Deep, wet and humid. Hopefully only sea mist following yesterday's heat, but for the moment a chilly start.
(A Purbeck clag greeting)Darren's grinning report of his early success with bacon, eggs, frying pan and his Bush Buddy helped cheer me up. Well sort of - the swine. And on the plus side I got an extra hours sleep instead.
A chat shared with the BPC crew with some of their feedback on the Furtech Sleeping Bag which they were able to look over. The bag was this weekend's test kit, but despite my original intention wasn’t used Friday night (The reason for which will become apparent when I come to write that kit report)
(A subject of some discussion)Bloggers Go To The Seaside? Well more like Darren and me off to the flesh pots of Swanage. Coffee & cakes. And sunshine - hurrah! For Darren a chance find of a new iPood (don’t ask - other people buy postcards or sticks of rock at the seaside, but nothing as predictable for our Darren)
(The World in Stone - Durlston Head)A detour to the imaginative stone work on Durlston Head, and then back to a lazy afternoon playing with the sun whilst waiting for my tent to dry-off before finally departing homeward. Unfortunately the thought of a repeat of the previous night proving too much of a detraction I'm afraid.
No slur intended either on the campsite or the people I met, and especially no criticism of the Dorset BPC event.
More a personal recognition as to where my pleasure lies these days; Or more specifically, as I'm coming to realise, where it doesn't.
And that seems to be anywhere near organised camping facilities.
Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, Gear, Mental Health, nature
Caution - Blogger At Work
You know that feeling.
Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Thursday, September 25
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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Sun's out.
Those pesky chores all done.
Belly full........well for the next half an hour or so.
So what else is a Blogger to do, out on safari?
Darren, zen like in his study of relaxation techniques. Hard at work.
Labels: Backpackers Club, UK Outdoors Blogger
Finally - a weekend outdoors
Posting has been a little quiet recently. Partly that's down to work pressure; And partly ......well to be honest, besides the usual weekend gadabouts I didn't really think there was much to say. So I kept it at that.
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure. Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Thursday, September 11
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
But this weekend I'm off on a Dorset Backpacker Club meet. A chance to chat, sink a few beers, meet up with people old & new, and finally test my Furtech Blizzard Bag - something that is way overdue.
More to follow I'm sure.
Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Sleeping Bag: Ultra-Light. Ultra-Cheap, but will it work?
Fancy a 3 season bag that weighs less than 750g yet costs under £75? OK. Well how about less than 500g, and £50? Have I got your interest yet? How about lighter and cheaper still?
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Friday, June 6
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Regulars to this site will know a kit test is not my usual style. However the offer of a 378g sleeping bag costing £25, one produced by a UK company, was rather too tempting to ignore.
The postman called today with a small package. A very small package indeed.
Initially reaction? 'What the .....? I've bought a large block of lightweight tin foil"
(And yes dear reader, I did say bought. Albeit at a friendly price for a no-strings-attached review)
Like Dr Who's Tardis the brick unfolds; And unfolds; And keeps on unfolding until there is a rather large, rather wide sleeping bag. Nothing of the simplistic fragility found with a Survival/Space Blanket. More durable and with a clear sleeping bag design.
The only way to really unfurl it for a photo was to quickly slide down inside, and push it into shape from within, to provide an indication of it laid out. Clearly not laid out too well to be honest, with the evidence of the vacuum packing yet to be sorted out (But you'll understand of course - I had to I have a quick play first!)
Initial feelings duly jotted down I'm confident enough with the bag to test it at a Dorset BackPackers Club meet later this month. Plus it provides a chance to get feedback for a product that can be see and handled for real. Some alternative views from those for whom this approach could be so beneficial.
Suffice to say - it has potential. Now can it match up to its maker's claims?
More here on the Furtech website, if you can't wait until the detailed test report later this month.
Labels: Backpackers Club, Gear
Across Dartmoor wildcamping - where to go?
Mention of the Backpacker's Club, reminds me that thanks is due to John Y (one of the few Dorset members that I've actually met in person, well not quite the only one Trev)
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks) Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
As a result of my recent request for any route suggestions I now have an armful of grid references, names and places to work through over the weekend. All coming from personal experience and on the ground work. That sort of feedback is gold dust in my world (As my old mum used to say, 'It's not what you know, but who you know')
One thing I do intended to do on my return is post a basic Dartmoor route crossing guide up for others to use, or avoid, if they so wish.
I expected to come across at least a couple of N/S or E/W trip reports on the web. But there's little turned up so far. Not that I'd necessarily use them, but its always handy to have some reference ideas to consider & compare. Even if to avoid the more well known trouble spots. Especially the bogs!
And who knows, perhaps it may build up in the future to offer some ideas for others considering a similar spree on what is, after all, the only legal English wildcamping National Park.
(Surely you knew that I just couldn't resist that one folks)
Labels: Backpackers Club, dartmoor, walks
Bloggers on the printed page
Two magazines dropped through my letterbox earlier this week.
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
Sunday, May 25
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Summer 2008's issue of Backpack, the Backpacker's Club magazine carries my piece on the Wildcamping E-Petition, along with a well intended prod at the reader concerning the relevancy of the campaign to the membership in particular.
Coincidentally the editorial in July's TGO magazine celebrates the same subject, with Cameron McNeish signing the piece off with possibly one of the best observations on wildcamping that I can recall reading for some time. So good in fact that (with due acknowledgement to Cameron of course) I'd like to reproduce it:
"The sheer simplicity of camping in wild places has been a way of life for nomadic tribes for thousands of tears. In such simplicity we can find restoration, rehabilitation and healing, a process that allows us to return to that other complex world and perhaps, just perhaps, begin to make some sense of it"
Well said CN.
Darren naturally gets a name check as the initiator behind the E-Petition (and the one who's name is now sitting on MI5's files -hee hee)
That's score 1 -nil to WD
Then turning over a page I spot a piece of advice taken from the TGO Forum. Oh my, what an excellent tip about route preparation. Indeed one that I already use myself from time to ti....
Oops. My comment. My name.
Game drawn at 1 -1;
Want to go to penalties Darren? (lol)
Nice to see the blog/print journalism boundary being blurred to both party's benefit.
Labels: Backpackers Club, media, TGO Magazine
BackPackers Club - Dorset Blog
Purple Traveller, aka the Dorset BPC rep, has set up a new blog to enable members to keep up with what he and others in the Dorset group are up to.
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Monday, April 28
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Early days, but looking at the report from the recent Dorset BPC weekend with the Sisters Grimm, this will be entertaining.
Time to name and shame the camp site Trevor?
;-)
Labels: Backpackers Club, blog media, uk walking blog
Backpackers Club AGM Meet - Trip Report
What then to say about the Backpackers Club AGM/Camp weekend? As a member of only a couple of years this was the first event I'd gone to. With a round trip drive of approx 9 hours I'd say the expense and time was worth the effort on this occasion. Initial feelings on hitting the campsite were mixed. With around 40 tents pitched by Friday afternoon it was clearly a popular get together. But as I walked through the area set aside for the BPC members I couldn't help a feeling of a 'cliqueyness' a feeling that never quite deserted me during the weekend.
Friday night - early arrivals
Now please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?
The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hills
As is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Thursday, April 24
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Friday night - early arrivalsNow please don't take that the wrong way. The people I spoke with were friendly with our shared appreciation of backpacking/camping. But one clear message that I took away with me was that of those attending the average age looked to be somewhere in the mid 50. Many of those I spoke to had been members for many years, some dating back to the club's formation back in the 70s. And with shared experiences over that length of time it can be daunting for a new & solo walker to wander into their midst. I'd guess that's why the BPC organises Newbie meets, to try to overcome this for those perhaps less gregarious than myself.
One question that remained nagging at me as I drove southwards on Sunday - where are the younger members, the ones that the club must have to remain viable into the future? Raising it with one committee member we discussed the life pattern of potential members. Interested in 'packing when young, possibly as part of a group of friends. In the late 20s onwards family and work commitments mean other interests take priority, and its only as the mid 40s hit, and family responsibilities recede, that the old pleasure are revisited. But by then the old social groups have gone their separate ways, and so the BPC will potentially picks up a new member. Lets face it, the pleasure to be found in outdoor/backpacking/wildcamping is not something that is easily shared with the majority of our friends and social acquaintances on the whole. If indeed they even really understand what is involved.
The demographic reality is a difficult obstacle to overcome for the present committee, but it's a key challenge if the club is to prosper in future decades.
On a positive note it was welcoming to see many folk in their 60s and 70s bounding around during the weekend putting paid to any view that with age comes automatic decrepitude. A token lesson in how to grow old (relatively) disgracefully. Not a zimmer frame in sight for these OAPs (lol)
So a few jottings taken at random during the weekend. Not necessarily reflective in themselves of the weekend as a whole, but something that felt relevant at the time:
By Saturday afternoon there were approx 140 -150 tents in an area possibly only ever intended for 100 maximum. As a result wandering back through the campsite in the dark made for an interesting trip. Quite literally at times.
A rather perverse situation really considering the majority of attendees like nothing more than to get to some remote site to camp in peace and quiet. At one with nature. Both nights saw their fair share of snorers to the right of me, snorers to the left, despite taking the precaution of camping on the outskirts of the site. And then there was the noise of the A6 passing nearby. Not my usual wildcamping experience on this occasion!
Just how big is his backpack?The gear show, judging by comments from those around me, was substantially down on the number of stands, stock & bargains compared to last year's Bellingham event. Talking to Podcast Bob & Rose on the Backpackinglight stand, those exhibitors that did attend had tried to vary the gear they brought, but inevitably some duplication was going to be inevitable.
On a sad note I heard tell some stock was stolen from one stand. Not something you'd ever expect at such an event, and I'd like to think nothing to do with any BPC members. But for one exhibitor probably not a persuasive reason to return next year without some guarantee from the club on this matter. As a free show it was open to any passer-by. And there were a lot of day walkers wandering past throughout the day.
Finally getting my hands on Go-Lite and OMM sacks I was seriously tempted by a Go-Lite Quest, but demonstrating that great self-control that comes with years of tantric self-abuse, I refrained. Similarly I spotted the Go-Lite Shangri-La 2 - a 2 man tarp tent at a show price of £99, weighing in at 708g.
Its the first time I've seen something rising from the ultralight tarp sector that I'd seriously consider as suitable for UK hill conditions. The 1 man model wasn't on display but coming in at 538g I'm going to have to search out one of these in the flesh.
I was looking for a new sleeping bag, but those on offer just couldn't match the pack down volume of my Vango 225; And to be honest the prices were huge compared to its original cost. It definitely impressed someone else as I was offered a substantial sum to sell it, despite my explanation I had been sleeping in it the previous night (or perhaps it was the allure of Eau-de-Blogger)
The Show/AGM location, Ashford in the Water, is a small village a couple of miles west of Bakewell. Surprisingly it has managed to retain two pubs and one small general store despite its size. I can vote for the village shop, but the pubs were dire.
In particular the one opposite the show, The Ashford Arms, seemed overwhelmed by the request for lunchtime food. To queue for 20 minutes (and a small queue at that) only to be told they couldn't handle food orders, with a restaurant area half empty, meant any further trade that weekend walked out the door and didn't return. As for the other pub - the sight of £4 for a soup meant a quick about turn.
As a result the village shop's willing ability to turn out sandwiches and teas with a smile, despite a busy shop, was most welcome, and hopefully it turned into a profitable day for them.
Matlock's a pretty town, with the Peli Deli cafe a real find located on the main roundabout by the bridge. A friendly owner (busily planning his Coast To Coast next year) who was happy to serve, chat and leave me to read the morning newspaper as I sat basking in the hot morning sunshine. If I ever own a coffee bar, it would have to be run with the level of friendliness and easy going good humour I found here. Highly recommended if you're in the area.
The view from Matlock to the hillsAs is our want some UK Outdoor Bloggers managed our usual get together - so plenty of catching up with
London Backpacker, dropping in during his Peak District tour, Darren, Dawn and LiteHiker amongst many other on-line acquaintances.
The view from my tent after inviting Darren to pitch nearby (He's a very literal man) Next time we share my tent - lol
'Berk of The BPC Meet' Award goes to the owner of this tent.
Were you on the receiving end of several late night Saturday requests to keep the noise down (a radio for gawd sake!) Or to stop repeatedly flashing your torches across nearby tents as you chatted loudly to your two visitors (not staying on the site)?
If so please don't hesitate to take to heart the lessons we may have offered at the time. Contrary to the opinion you may have formed we are friendly folk, but you have a lot to learn when camping near others trying to sleep for an early start the next morning.
You will never know how close you came to waking in the early hours to a bright starlight night, and the realisation your tent was no longer there. Dickhead.
That apart the feeling when I woke early on Sunday morning to rain, with a couple of 2008 outdoor nights under my belt, reminded me just why I enjoy doing this So Damned Much. A timely reminder to get my trips sorted out for the coming good weather.
Labels: Backpackers Club, Peak District
Backpacker's Club Weekend Meet & AGM
Tomorrow, shortly after sparrow's cough, I'll hit the road to travel the 300 miles or so north to the Peak District and the BPC weekend/AGM/Lightweight equipment and tent show.
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
Its at least 10 years since last I wandered the Peaks, once so readily available on my back doorstep many years ago. And with it a number of firsts, well sort of:
- First BPC meet/AGM
- First time I've solo camped on a proper camp site (how to explain that to my confused Akto - "look Greenie - flat ground!")
- First time I've been offered an electric hook-up for a tent. But what to take to use with it I wonder? (Belay that mischievous thought you at the back of the room)
Its also been some considerable time, 15+ years perhaps, since I last used a 'proper' campsite. So I'm intrigued whether the experience has changed much from past sojourns. Late night noise; Clumsy feet meeting taunt guy ropes; The screams and motions from passionate embraces inside a strongly back lit tent; The vomiting splash from the guy on the next pitch in celebration of A Good Booze-Up. Ah, the joys of communal living.
Naw - can't imagine that at the BPC from what I've heard of the august company. Perhaps I'm better off preparing for the novelty of running HOT water, and a toilet that flushes.
Or will I prove to be a catalyst to the weekend's events (or should that be an Enema I wonder?)
Indeed. Well you never know what the JH Investigation Team may unearth on the day. Actually, probably best not to hold your breath too long.
A report on the gossip and shenanigans to follow on my return, or parole,whichever arrives first.
Labels: Backpackers Club
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