Saturday, March 31

Sorting out the gear

Its going to be a weird sort of year for me, with the possibility of unlimited free time, and some substantial cash to go with it. Or business as usual. All of which is making any sort of real planning for serious wildcamping trips this year a little difficult. A bit of a challenge you could say. And those that know me may spot the loaded terminology there.

But now I've got Scotland lined up for July its helped focus my attention a little more to try to sort out something (anything really) just to have some sort of plan at least. Things to look forward to during somewhat trying times. And then there's how to get hill fit?

With one eye on gear replacement I popped into my local independant outdoor retailer today. I know the proprietor of Barkers in Ringwood from many years ago, when we both had different lives. He left one career path and opened an Outdoor shop, a substantial change from his previous expertise.

I last popped in whilst considering boot replacement, and heard about new product lines due in after Xmas, so with new boots and possibly a new pack in mind, I thought I'd take a looksee.

The shops not large, but the product lines are very well chosen. Ignoring an excellent range of boots (and a fitting service), its the first place that I've seen a Superfeet insoles readily available. I've become a fan of these over the last couple of years, replacing my former choice ( Sorbothane) to prevent sore feet at the end of a one too many long days.

And then there were the new lines.

Backpacks - Yippee! Including Gregory, Osprey & Go-Lite amongst others. All there in the flesh to try out (get thee behind me Satan)

This is typical of the stock in good specialists. If you've limited space, best to make sure what is on display is something special. And this proprietor knows his stuff, based on years of experience and feedback.

I managed to escape today with just a Smartwool marino base layer. I've been hunting around other local outdoor stockists for a roll neck, zip front design, over the winter months. I like the ability to select the amount of venting, and keep the wind off my neck. Cotswolds, a large shop, had an all too limited range. But I pop into a specialist, and its a case of 'Here's choice - which one can I help with?'

I'm due back there in the next few weeks for a pair of boots, and once I've taken time to weigh (literally) and assess my current backpack, and future requirements, maybe I may stretch to one of those at the same time. (More on that selection process later, and I'll try not to get too geeky I promise)

And despite Barkers now being the proud owner of a 'JH Walkabout' calling card, this is an entirely unsolicted recommendation on my part. As far as I'm concerned good service & a great product range deserves recognition.

So if you're in the Ringwood area I'd suggest checking it out. It's never going to compete on price, especially from the Internet based shops, but I'm impressed by some well selected gear for what is, lets face it, a Millets/tourist area as far as the potential purchaser trade is concerned.

I think I was right about that debit card taking a hammering.

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Friday, March 30

Patagonia - 'Free' Outdoor clothing in Keswick

Fancy some 'free' outdoor gear? And not just any old tat you understand. Do you happen to be in Keswick during the 16-20th May, possibly for the Keswick Mountain Festival Programme?

Then better rush off and get your entry in for the Patagonia Challenge 3000

To quote the site "....Complete guided walks during the Festival to three Lakeland fells over 3000ft.....Skiddaw, Helvellyn and Scafell Pike ....... All participants will receive a Patagonia Capilene Base Layer on completion of one peak. Your achievement on completing “Challenge 3000” and all three peaks will be rewarded with a commemorative certificate and a Patagonia Fleece Jacket (value £50)....."

The catch? You must be on a guided walk which costs £20.

I've no idea what a Patagonia base layer costs, but without reading the terms and conditions I make that £60 for 3 walks, 1 base layer and a fleece jacket (or is that perhaps 3 base layers?)

I wonder if it includes sherpa services?

And if you do happen to have already comitted to those walks, I'm happy to take the gear instead if you really don't want it.
;-)

Thanks to Outdoors Magic for the tip off.

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Thursday, March 29

Poll results

Its been just over a month since I posted the Poll, so time for the results



Of 20 responses 16 (80%) are aged 30+, with 9 (45%) over 40.
So thats predominantly a more mature readership, but what happened to the 50+ age group? Perhaps they're all shy (lol)


It's only intended as a bit of light fun really, as like comments, only a small percentage of readers will ever choose to interact. But an interesting result all the same.
Thinking it through I guess the feedback may support what I'd already suspected, that most of those with a serious outdoor walk/wildcamp interest come to it once the distractions of younger years have receeded. Or they're all far too busy out there doing it for themselves, rather than sat on the internet.
Over the weekend I'll have a ponder about deleting the poll, or possibly try a new question for the coming month.
And that should be it for the techie stuff, back to the outdoors before I become fused to this keyboard!

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RSS Feed added

Thanks to Lighthiker for reminding me that even though this blog offers a RSS feed, I've not made it that easy to add it into RSS readers.

So there's a new link added at the top right of the blog which hopefully sorts that out.

If you do find problems with it please let me know.

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Wednesday, March 28

UK Outdoor Bloggers Forum - New link

Guess whose been playing with his links again ;-)
Google Groups Beta
UK Outdoor Bloggers Forum
Visit this group

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Och aye the Noooooooooooo

Sometimes it seems as if I can plan a trip for ages, pouring over the reference material, looking at the alternatives, and sorting out the kit.

And then sometimes there's the impulse decision. Equally as valid.

So following a quick discussion earlier in the day, I've tagged onto a small group from my own outdoors club, and just grabbed a cheap flight in July to travel up to Scotland for a long weekend. The plan - to summit Ben Nevis, and also wander along the Aonach Eagach ridge. Or more of a clamber if this is to be believed. Interesting to see how it compares to Crib Goch which I found a real hoot.

This will be my first walking trip in Scotland, and also my frst Munros after all these years (although I'm not sure the Ben 'counts', due to the tourist hotspot that it is) Usually, when travelling north, I tend to turn left at Kendal, as the Lakes are just too good to bypass. So this time I've flown over the top to avoid the allure.

The air price is comparative to the train fare to Windemere , but travelling time looks a nightmare when the Fort William train journey is added on. So the jury will remain out for the time being as to whether this is a viable alternative for me in the future when cost and time is considered.
I'll post more on this after the event for any readers in southern England who may be interested.

But at least the plans in my head are finally getting enacted. There's a degree of uncertainty going on in my life at present which means my plans for wildcamps in Dartmoor and the Lakes are likely to be more spur of the moment, and may even turn into rather more extended trips if the weather/timing looks right.

But I've finally got the spur I need to update my walking kit, starting with yet another boot refit which is getting to be a semi-annual affair these last few years.

The debit card may be about to take a bashing.

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Tuesday, March 27

More UK Outdoor Blogging& a new forum

Apologies to 'Ali and Lay's Mountaineering' blog. I thought I'd mentioned it earlier, but after adding a link to my sidebar earlier today, I couldn't find my post (Memo to self - must ensure definition of reality/fantasy is more closely followed)

Their blog is not just about hill walking, and I was initally wary of adding it on, not because of the content (which is excellent) but more an appreciation that some of you out there may be getting blogger overdose at present, even with use of RSS feeders etc (is RSS worth an update on timesaving? Let me know if so)

I'm starting to filter referral links to blogs/sites that are hillwalking/wildcamping specific, despite there being many excellent sites that could possibly go on there.

What swung it for me on this blog was the piece on Tryfan, which had me nodding as I read, despite only ever getting half way up that particular hill a few years ago. The emotions expressed in the piece was right on the nose IMHO.

Ali (or is it Lay?) has also kindly taken on the work to create a forum for the active UK Outdoor Bloggers without any duress or prompting. Another trait so typical of the folk involved in these ventures at present. Giving something back without asking how much.

So now we can quietly get on with the 'state of the nation' type stuff over there, leaving our individual blog content to get back to being a bit more individualistic. (Was that a word? Well it is now! Wow what a rebel - lol)

Thanks Ali/Lay - nicely done. Let's see how it goes.

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Copyright free mapping?

There must be a great use for this, I just can't put my finger on it at present.

The Google Maps API lets you embed Google Maps on a web pages with JavaScript, allowing overlays to the map (including markers and polylines) and display shadowed "info windows".

Bearing in mind the Ordinance Survey's rigorous policy of their copyrights where OS map content is concerned on websites, perhaps this might be of use to someone out there?

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Monday, March 26

Secret Corner - Sunday's further exploration

Back to the special spot I'd reserved for when the ground had dried out a little. Picking up from where I'd been interrupted last time

As expected the boggy bit was still, well errr for want of a better word boggy.

Very boggy. Very very boggy. My fault really, I should have waited another month or so, but just fancied a bit of solitary wandering to enjoy the sunshine.

I employed my patented New Forest bog 'n stream method. Hopping from grassy tussock to firm(ish) looking ground. Unfortunately this ground was very boggy (did I mention that?) and even my usual hop, skip & jump method was starting to fail me this time. At one point I had to revert to the nearby two strand wire fence, using its support to support my flailing progress through the worst of the mire.

Finally, lower trouser legs suitably caked in mud, I made firmer ground and came across evidence of rudimentary tracks. Nothing special. But the occasional footprint. So this section was not as infrequently used as I hoped. Making for the nearest high ground I came across this man made hole let into the bank of the hill.

Just after this snap was taken a couple appeared around the edge of the trees and stopped to chat. They let me into some local knowledge (it always pays to chat with people away from the touristy areas, they tend to be local and usually well informed)

The hill I'd made for was in fact the focal point for a number of well worn tracks from a car park about 1.5 miles away. Bugger I thought I had all this to myself. But a check from the top of the promontory backed this one up. At this time of year, with the gorse and heather still low, and the remains of water run off plainly evident, its easy enough to trace the tracks across the heathland if high enough.

The couple advised that the track that I'd just come along was impassable. Well that one made me smile. Lucky that I didn't know this titbit beforehand, otherwise I would never had made it. Shucks I do three impossible things before breakfast some days. And then even get out of bed on a good day.

So finally we puzzled together over hole in the ground, in a typically English manner. Current theory - it was part of the World War II searchlight emplacements surrounding Ringwood. Whatever the case this had stood the test of time and was still water tight and dry. A nice spot for a summer time sleep-out methinks ( and whisper it gently, possibly even a small 'real' fire nicely out of sight?)

At least I know where the local clean water supply is, having recently walked through it. Quite.

So I headed back in the general direction of my start point eventually joining up with more familiar tracks.

Another circular section added to my local knowledge. Some further area to explore, probably during the coming Easter period when the tourists stick mostly to the well publicised routes (and I definitely don't!)

And another 2-3 miles on my increasingly lengthy circular route around the village of Burley. It must be up to 15 miles now, and mostly away from the maddening crowds already starting to descend on this area after the winter's solitude.

Summer starts early in these parts. And finishes late. Meanwhile the wise make their own way, with very little effort except curiosity and a map.

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UK Outdoors Bloggers Meet Up

....or how to kill two birds with one stone?

Weird Darren & Stef have come up with what sounds like a reasonable idea, even if the title is a little worrying. Not too sure whether to be associated with something named the UK Outdoors Bloggers Summer Camp (like gag me with a spoon?) But I applaud the idea of a get together where we are a little less rushed than the recent meet up at the NEC, about which coincidentally Bearded Git has just posted (slowcoach!)

It might be a suitable time to consider Chris from Hike Wales idea about a UK Outdoor Bloggers forum away from our own sites, to look at where all this may go and possibly look at some guiding principles, if relevant. Or not. But at least get together to air some ideas out loud?

And possibly pull in the podcast/vidcast brigade (Or Podcast Bob as he's known to his fans)?

If up for it anyway, and we don't even need to camp in a pub garden. As long as whoever comes up with the location doesn't forget some of us live in the deep south (Durzet) or in the south east near the big city lights (Hi George)

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Sunday, March 25

Getting started - How was it for you dear?

A recent BBC news item on the centenary of Scouting triggered some nostalgic thoughts, and reminded me of where it all started for me so long ago.

And that raised the question, how did you first become involved with outdoors things? What initially triggered your interest, and what has kept you coming back?

Coincidentally I've just read Dave Mycrofts latest post on revisiting old haunts, and the changes that such visits can sometimes reflect within ourselves. All subjective I know, but none the less an important measure of who we are and our relationship with those things around us. Our own personal 'reality' if you like, measured against the 'unchanging' hills. Although of course that last statement is a foolish romanticism courtesy of the Lakeland poets movement (Wordsworth - mad as a hatter mate! 'Quick, quick the hills are chasing me coz I nicked a boat'. You can track that gem down yourself amongst his fine volume of work)

Like many kids of my generation, the choices for extra curricular social activities outside school were limited. Football, Sunday school or scouts. I can't for the life of me remember any other alternatives in the late 60s/ early 70s for a kid in a working class family.

I was lucky enough to live near a ex-private estate, nothing fancy, or even large, given over to the local authority with lots of land and a few small ponds, long since filled as a safety measure. A little beyond that there was a strip of countryside, now a formal green belt area but then a kid's paradise with fields, variable topography and a couple of streams.

I spent many hours roaming this area doing the sorts of things that many of us seemed to get up to in those days and now severely frowned on by those in authority. But they probably were then, as well. Bird nesting, pond dipping, making and using various weapons (bow/arrow, catapult, spear) cycling most places, but walking if that wasn't possible, covering many miles each day just delighting in what was going on around me. (Oh and experimenting with the joys of Park Drive tipped fags, but best not mention that. Ooops)

I slipped into Scouts the way most of us did, because it was local (in fact the only local activity) and I had a few mates interested at the same time. And there I found a more formal approach to the sort of things I had been getting up to. A fair bit of cant as well, but I could swallow that due to the benefits involved.

Around the age of 12/13 I spent my first week in the Lake District on a Scout Camp. Somewhere north of Grasmere on the edge of the Langdales. I've never managed to find the spot, but I have passed the church at Elterwater that we used for the obligatory Sunday service parade.

The camp was not on a formal site, I remember it as a rocky field, perched on the side of a hill surrounding a detached house. None of the usual site amenities so lacking toilets, standpipes etc. Camping was under old scouting style canvas tents. No groundsheet. Draughty as hell. And as this was my first time out I'd been specially equipped with a pair of exWD boots courtesy of the local Army surplus store (£4 - and packed out with newspaper to make them fit), and an army jacket circa 1942 (same source -green and scratchy as hell, but with a secret pocket that hid my illicit fags) Sleeping arrangements - a blanket. No sleeping bag/bed roll for me.

Rucksack? Don't make me laugh. The school haversacks we all bought (ex surplus) had to suffice. The more it rained the wetter the contents became. And the heavier the bag. Oh joy. And I seemed to recall it rained most of the time (strange that for the Lakes - lol) and that put paid to our overnight in the self made bivvy shelter, somewhere around 1a.m. one morning. But still we had made and used it.

In hindsight I should have been as miserable as hell, especially as in those days I was rather more of a solitary soul, a direct result I think of a working class kid stuck in a grammar school setting, and away from most of what I'd known up until that time. So being stuck in a tent with 11 others was not my favourite approach.

But in hindsight this was my first taste of really being in the great outdoors, being aware of the variety of landscape. Starting to learn to ignore the discomforts and recognise the benefits of what I was so lucky to share.

Move on to age 15/16, and for some reason three of us all involved with scouting decided to spend two weeks backpacking from Harlech to Bangor staying at youth hostels. Better equipped now, a new Karrimor aluminium framed rucksack (£12!) £15 in the post office account for emergency funds, and a pair of cheap walking boots.

We'd done extensive research on the route and our equipment. As if -dream on! An OS map, compass, and armed with a youthful exuberance. Whatever we thought we knew had been corrected by the time we'd finished the holiday.

I can still remember having to put my pack on whilst lying on the ground, or using a convenient rock, due to the sheer weight of it. No idea what that weight was but I can never forget the 2lb bag of sugar that my mother had so thoughtfully provided. Farcical looking back with the light of experience, but at that time we knew no different. But I managed some serious low level route finding, bagged Cnicht and Snowdon (of course) and inadvertently discovered the ability to hitch hike as well which stood me in good stead for a few years later.

And after that you'd think I was hooked. Ready to make a career in the outdoors industry?

Nope. A few forays into the Peak District on one day jaunts, the occasional organised YHA weekend, and a brief N.Wales/Lake District semi-solo tour at seventeen, that fell apart with a severe dose of food poisoning after less than a week. Another tale, but I still can't look at a field of corn stubble without wincing.

Work, women and motorcycling took over. The camping was something I still followed, and I was never happier than 'roughing it' on that score. Ideal for bike rallies and guerrilla camping. but the walking had quietly slipped away until many years later when time and life's pressures chose a suitable juncture to sharply poke me in the ribs and remind me of what I was missing.

And I guess in these respects I'm typical of so many others. A few lucky breaks. More a result of ennui and opportunity rather than deliberate and constructive guidance.

Today these opportunities are presented to the following generations rather too easily, and with possibly too much associated safety. Neccessary, but at what cost?

I've ensured that my own kids have been camping and walking. Some of what I enjoyed has been shown to them, so that they too can remember it for a time of their own choosing. My son in particular has been out with me on two long backpacking journeys in the Lake District. He appeared to have enjoyed the experience, and learnt a lot more about his own capabilities. And now he gets on with his own pastimes (work, beer, women etc) My how things change.

Each generation finds its own way, hopefully guided by the experiences and assistance of the preceeding one. These days it seems to be increasingly likley that this is not always from the immediate family. But looking back, and my start with scouts, I see very little social change there.

Meawhile I tip my hat to the scouting movement for my first taste of the Lakes and what was possible with a bit of self motivation, and the desire to give it a go.

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Thursday, March 22

Ultralight Packing - Relevancy to the task in hand

Some interesting thoughts from Roman on his blog Lighthiker's World spinning out from some recent podcasts.

Weird Darren has already posted some thoughts on the ultralight debate, and I can see how the theme arose after listening to the Lowe Alpine rep explain the company's approach to their product range in the TGO Show#10 podcast.

I listened to it on the way to the recent Outdoors Show, and my feeling at the time was that LA had carefully chosen their target audience when looking at the possibility of a lightweight product range. I could agree with the approach, and their reasoned arguments. But it felt at times a little too much like protecting their position in their marketplace, not ignoring the lightweight approach, but also not something that they supported.

I'm semi thinking of pack replacement sometime this year, so at the show I took the time to look at the Lowe Alpine gear amongst other offerings. And make no mistake its fantastic stuff. More like the size and shape I 'm considering. But still much heavier than I'm prepared to accept at the moment.

Now I'm definitely not an ultralight purist. My gear has to keep taking the knocks involved with using public transport travel over long distance. And believe me, having to keep moving a pack on the British Rail luggage racks is a tough old test. Especially if someone decides to do it when I'm not keeping my beady eye on its location. Easy to happen at major station changes.

The new materials are up to it, but overall pack protection is one of the drawbacks of lightening the load.

Furthermore I can see LA have their own established customers to please, alongside any potential new customer base.

So for present the jury is out whilst I continue to get my hands on kit for real.

At the end of the day it's not how light a pack is, nor how durable. But will it carry my different load types comfortably, and how much compromise should I make to achieve what I need from the pack?

My no-namer brand (courtesy of the Outdoor Shop many years ago) has plenty of life left yet, I've customised it to my needs, and it's been a great support over a number of difficult terrains. I'm sure I can get some further weight reduction, due to the pack advances since I bought it.

But an important note I've spotted with many of the lightweight packs is a maximum load limit. Not sure I can be that disciplined.

I'm only going to buy the one pack. And out on the hills the type of pack is not going to change during the trip itself. And like my current pack I hope to establish a long and happy partnership with it over many years.

So a balance is called for, and that tends, like any good negotiation, to involve some give and take. Meanwhile I keep looking and reading other's opinions.

And returning to an old theme of mine .........there continues to be a developing synergy between podcast & blog media with one often sparking the other into further thoughts and observations, building on the initial ideas, and taking them further.

There's a limit to what a podcast can say in the time available, but a lot of ground is covered by the very nature of verbal communication. As any of my blogging colleagues may have recently observed, stuff a mike into someone's face and the brain can at times turn to mush, despite the owners's best attempts otherwise and a sympathetic interviewer.

A blog post aims for a more tailored approach, covering less overall ground, but with more time for the commentator to refine the thoughts and make the necessary points. Hopefully with some succinctness.

And at that point this post has gone on way too long! Night all.

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LEJOG - Dave's done it

The final post from I'm So Dave as he finally reaches his goal - John 'O Groats. Well done Dave.

But as Ted Simon noted after his first trip around the world on a Triumph motorcycle back in the 70s. Once you stop moving - what to do each day? It's back to the mundane day to day decisions of every day life. And that can be the scariest thing of all making the trip itself seem so simple by comparison.

Best of luck Dave.

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Wednesday, March 21

LEJOG Project Walk Blog

This one comes courtesy of a posting from Stef over on Bearded Git. He's been contacted about a new blog site set up by Josh who is just about to hit his 17th birthday and has an ambition to fulfil.

"I am planning to walk from the Southern-most point (Lands End) to the Northern-most point (John O'Groats) of Britain over 6 Weeks next year. I want to find 2 people to accompany me on this great journey that is being recorded and posted on the 'Walk-Project' website that will be set up soon. It is all for charity....."

Looking at his plan to cover the distance in six weeks, it's a big ambition. Possibly a little over enthusiastic?
A video diary is on the cards as well. This boy has some interesting ideas.

Not too sure where this one is going to go, but if there's anyone out there who is interested please go and take a looksee.

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YHA - A step too far?

As I've mentioned Oxford accomodation was at the YHA. A new purpose built hostel opened only in the last 3 or 4 years.

I've long been a keen supporter of the YHA ever since my first backpack trip in the mid 70s. Over the years I've been instrumental in actively introducing a number of people of all ages and social background, to the benefits of this mighty organisation.

But the recent changes in the YHA's approach to their visitors is becoming detrimental to its core membership.

The smaller hostels continue to provide a warm and friendly environment to meet up with people sharing their own joy of travel. But the larger hostels have, IMHO totally lost the plot.

When I used to bring my own kids along I felt that they were in a secure environment where I wouldn't need to be concerned over who else was wandering the corridors.

The kids were exposed to a wide range of people from all cutures. And I made sure their behaviour was acceptable to those around them.

At Oxford I stayed for two nights. On each evening I shared one of the communal areas with a drunk. For some time. Amiable enough, but a different drunk each night. So not an isolated incident.

One, well beered up, told me he was homeless and just using the YHA as the cheapest place to kip, rather than stay in a local town further up the railway line, where he normally slept....... hmmm.

Apparently this was the best deal for him.

I'm not adverse to swearing myself but I hope I'm cognisant of those around me in such a communial environment to temper it accordingly. So I was getting increasingly irritated by the strong language being loudly used. I could have hauled out the hostel staff to sort it, but an amiable drunk is a happy drunk, and I could see it kicking off big time if I really wanted to make a point. And I didn't want someone turfed out due to their lack of drinking capacity.

But who sold them the beer? The YHA reception. If you sell it, best police the consequences surely?

And as for the three seperate parties of French teenagers staying (for the week?) I assume they had adults in charge, but they were remarkably absent whenever the kids decided to have their own pesonal version of a rave. Loudly. At times VERY loudly.

In the dormitories. In the games room. In the..... Well you get the idea I'm sure.

Now reading that back does rather make me sound at times like an BOF.


But my point is that the city hostels in particular have lost the YHA plot. In chosing to compete with the budget hotel market, they have brought in the budget punters. In droves.

And frankly some of them really don't give a shit about the type of place and the tradition of the organisation that they are sharing.

The rot speeded up when the hostel system was opened up to non members. There was some negative response from the traditional membership at that time, with the main question being 'Well what does the membership fee actually stand for now?' But the general feeling at that time was to give it a chance.

Post the Foot & Mouth epidemic in 2001 the YHA was hurting, and it needed to adjust to cope with the loss of income over such an extended period of time.

Over the past 12 months I've stayed at three hostels, two specifically constructed/refurbished for the 'revitalised' YHA. All in town/city locations. And my stay at these places has been discomforting.

OK. Lets name them just to be clear - Oxford, Keswick and Ambleside.

All three are depersonalised and fail to meet even most of the simple needs of those poor souls still trying to self-cater for meals. All suffer from what I'll coin as a suitably descriptive term 'the Chav syndrome'.

I've lost count of the times I've watched the abuse of the gentle hostelling tradition so dear to those long term users of this once proud and resourceful organisation.

And why am I still a member?

For those hostels still catering for the outdoor person. Especially the walker. Where else can you walk in wet, cold and weary, and walk out the following day dry, rested and aware of having shared some good experiences with some great people?

So whilst I'm naming and shaming here, take a look at Grasmere Butharlyp Howe

Its big. It handles school parties. And its a joy to stay at each time I visit.

Ditto Coniston, Elterwater, Borrowdale & Patterdale.

Now if they can get it so right and addhere to the same YHA policy, why are the others ones that I will try hard not to return to. In fact I'd rather use a B&B or budget hotel instead.

Oh, and my perk for being a YHA member? £1 pound off each night's accomodation.

What happened to the £3 surcharge introduced for non members? That 'perk' quietly slipped away.

My own thoughts, but I suspect I'm not alone on this one.

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Tuesday, March 20

Normal Service

.......will now be resumed. Or as normal as it ever is.

So while her indoors was looking at lots of this in Norway.

I meanwhile was getting blown about and watching an (empty) canoe sail past on the River Avon.
Rumours of spring have been falsified. Sack the weatherman!

UOBC2007 Roadshow - Sun

...........the Roadshow finally came to a timely conclusion at Heathrow. A return visit.

Snapshots from the day................

1. Travelling into the early morning sun, down the 4 lane M40, watching 2 cars tail gate each other in the fast lane, on an otherwise car free road.
Eeerr- why? Old habits die hard then?

2. Listening to repeated security announcements about not leaving luggage, bomb threats, disposal by security staff etc etc.

So muggins here spots a bag left behind a pillar, outside the entrance. Quick glance inside - a box. Hmm. Run!Where's all the security I've been spotting moving on any car that dares draw up kerbside? Not a sign.

Inside - first Heathrow employee I meet has difficulty understanding my dialect. English. I finally give up when she keeps saying "you want information?" Err no m'dear. I may have found a bomb? so they probably want information from me?

Finally found 4 Heathrow staff mosying past and pointed out the suspect package (I think that's the vernacular thats in mode at present) To their credit they approached, carefully checked, and then send one of their number to get the right sort of help.

Pity the police car that drove past wasn't interested in being flagged down.

No idea what happened in the end. Almost certainly a false alarm, but as one who lived in the Midlands during the 1970s IRA bombing campaign, I know what can happen in supposed safe surroundings. I saw the results.

Hopefully it wasn't part of a plot to discredit your humble blogger. Even I draw the line somewhere.

So the roadshow ends on a bum note. Better than with a bang.

Gulp.

JH, posting from underneath the quilt, hiding in the nuclear fall out shelter for the next few days;

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UOBC2007 Roadshow - Sat

Well if your going to do something big then best to do something really BIG.

So the trip to Oxford took in the usually haunts, and then off to the Pitts River museum to meet up with one of the BIGGEST walkers in the outdoor world.


Meet Mr T (Rex that is) When he's crossing a field you put the sheep on a lead, not him. Not so much walking with dinosaurs, more walking around them.



Bet he was a bit of a handful after a few beers.


Scouting Oxford itself I couldn't help but notice the outdoor shop sales. Millets (80% off) and Blacks (70% off) 'selected ranges' The stuff on offer was a bit hit and miss, but no bets on which of these two establishments will be left when Black's consolidation completes. Bye Bye Millets.


Accomodation was provided by Oxford YHA. But I've much more to say on that one later. When I've cleaned the taste of it out of my mouth.



So fighting the urge to be escorted around this fair city I went walkabout myself.

To come across this strange construction in the process of being set up.



Came complete with it's own security guards as well.


Impressive.


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UK Outdoors Blogger Convention 2007





Held spell bound by the Great Sage Blessed, the call came over the NEC tannoy - 'The UK Outdoors Blogger Convention 2007 ® is about to commence'.


Well not so much spellbound, BB mostly repeated last years anecdotes, good entertainment, but the off-the-cuff stuff only works if it's covers new ground. Still I nice guy. I hope I have half his energy at 70. Or even 50 for that matter


But a blogger must follow the story, so off to the Jennings Brewey pub, 'The Cumberland Arms' located in the middle of Hall 1.

They must have selected their landlord especially to provide the correct ambient atmosphere. After he thought we had been there long enough supping our pints, he became increasingly grumpy.

Our fault really - we thought it was a refreshment stop not a publicity campaign to try beer tasters (a first, that one) and the Jennings line in branded clothing. It's meant to be a pub for gawds sake! Serve beer. Doh! And where pray tell was the pool table that Bearded Git was looking for?



Mr Landlord showed animal cunning though. Every time we tried to take a blog photot shot of him + bloggers he ducked out of the way and made sure he kept on moving. But we are not without some cunning ways of our own Mr Landlord. Gotcha!

Despite that the beer went down well and the chat was very pleasant bearing in mind this was the first time many of us had ever spoken to each other, never mind met face to face (very daunting) and most of us got to help out with Andy's interview technique as he played with his recorder for some future podcasts. no airs and graces, just good banter. Refreshingly so. Pity no one thought to tell me about the free 'press' beer though. Gits.

Nice to see you all darren , stef 'n wife, george, andy, chris, & dave (hope I haven't left any one out there) Also bumped into cameron (esteemed TGO editor) & paddy (esteemed travel writer + newly added to my links section), but didn't get time to say more than hello to the latter.
Too surrounded by all those pesky bloggers sniffing after work I assume - lol.

In fact there was just not enough time to get round all of you so apologies to anyone I snubbed, ignored, stole beer from (I wish), or just generally defamed.

It wasn't deliberate. The last few days hardship was starting to tell.

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NEC Outdoors Show - Roundup

By now my fellow bloggers should have given you much of the lowdown on the NEC outdoors show. The innovative exhibitors. The new gear. And of course the old gear being offloaded via the bargain bins.

Personally I was looking forward to this show. Its the only outdoor show that I am likely to get to as there's not a lot a call for this sort of affair around the parts near Walkabout Hollow.

So my aspirations for it were not too high. It's meant for the public at large, not necessarily the specialist walking/backpacking community (If that was the case they wouldn't need the NEC, any local sports hall would be more than big enough!)

So a few brief impressions that I recorded as I wandered around.

It took me about an hour to make my first sortie around the whole thing, dropping in on few stands, but generally getting the feel of what was on offer.

It was quickly clear that of the 3 halls only Hall 1 had any real relevance, with some dribs and drabs in Hall 2, from the bigger outdoor companies.


I spotted that the Millets stand was next to (part of?) Blacks, but I resisted the opportunity of running up and shouting Gizajob! And to their credit the staff on these stands were keen to mingle with the public, plus they actually had a reasonable range of gear available to buy. A pity many of the other specialist names didn't have the same approach to the potential sales market walking onto, and then off, their patchs.

Why pay the hall fees and not use the business opportunity?

But a noticeable lack of some of the bigger retailers - no Cotswold Outdoors for example.

The punters came in all shapes and sizes, the common theme being their intent to outdo each other with their designer label clothing. And every other person seemed to be wearing a rucksack!

Now why was that? I've been to a number of shows here over many years, and without a doubt I've never seen such a widespread urge to overload the dress code. Perhaps the emergency rations in the packs came in useful when they saw the price of the NEC catering? A dubious show tradition.

A second sortie allowed me to stock up on cheap kit any of which I could have picked up on the High Street if I had really wanted. And undoubtedly there were some bargains to be had if one was minded not to be too specfic about product name. But far too much on offer was expensive compared to prices available on the internet.

And therein lies part of the problem with the OD Show. As a three day show its showing signs of fatigue. Either there's new stock/new ideas to be previewed, or gear at a sensible price. I can't say that I saw many examples of either and without a makeover this show is becoming over dependant on the general public/designer streetwear appeal, a fickle mistress to please.

Hi-tech gear is already pricing itself out of the pocket of the sunny day walker, especially when retailers like Primark. Tesco & Lidl can and do so easily undercut the price, even if the product is not the same spec to a more expert eye. Does Joe Pubic really worry? Look at the jean trade and Levi's losss of market.
Even Regatta, long an exponent of reasonable price/spec gear is offering so much apparel now with such little appeal for me personally.

Yet I still bought two pairs of old style Regatta zip off walking trousers fo £30, coz thats what I like, and thats what works for me at a price I'm happy to pay. And the source? A little stand at the back of the show that could have been located at any large market. One that understood money must be taken to pay the stand costs, so give the punter what they want to buy, at an acceptable cost.

A pleasant day out but I won't be rushing back unless I need to restock on run of the mill apperal.

Best stands, in no particular order:

Mountain Warehouse ~ ta for my £9.99 mid layer fleece. loads of other bargain gear there. Well stocked and helpful staff.

Hike Lite ~ and a thanks to Paul for showing me the Gregory z55 and explaing about the bigger Gregory pacs based on my specific needs, despite being snowed under with punters. An encouraging sign that there is money to be taken if you have the right products.

Snugpak ~ I finally got a chance to compare their multitude of bags and narrowly avoided a impulse purchase of a bivvy bag.

Disappointments?
Accepting what I've mentioned above why was the Alpkit stall so limp? I know they've got loads of good gear. So where was it? (My fellow bloggers seem to have found some goodies on here, but looks like I may have missed so much)

And huge raspberry to the producer of the 'official show guide'

For £3 I expect to find out what's on, and at least have a floor plan that I can read to find the stalls. Some of the small print on the plan was unreadable. And despite poring over it for 10 minutes at least one exhibitor never got my visit because they were untraceable.

Bearing in mind the show's sponsor was Ordinance Survey, the mapping specialist, I should have enjoyed the irony.


I'm told that outdoor gear manufacturers read some of these blogs. If so please take note of this humble blogger's experiences.

Outdoor Show- 4/10 needs to try harder.

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Sunday, March 18

Psion 5 Blues

Well, finally back at base camp, with a Psion full of articles to post.

But for some reason this here PC doesn't want to know, so it'll have to wait until I can get to one that will connect.

So for the time being you'll just have to wait for my pearls of wisdom on the Outdoors Show, the great UK Outdoor Blogger meet-up (result!), down and out in Oxford, London revisited. And finally YHA - Waddafuk? (which I may need to tone down to make it less of a rant)

You'd think a few days away would have left me with a big happy smile, but there's something smelly in Oxford, and it needs to be shared.

For the moment the Roadshow is officially complete. More to come.........

Thursday, March 15

UOBC2007 Roadshow – Thu: Later still

Finally arrived. A long trip and interesting on a number of levels. I moved in after dark and am now bivvied up, rough camping in ditch within the NEC grounds.

But things may have taken a nasty turn.

I'm forced to adopt a discrete dawn approach, after I earlier discovered a possible plan to disrupt the official opening.

The bloggers network has intelligence that there is an infiltrator masquerading as a member of the press.
(Code Name WD? - still trying to figure this one out)

Surely this could never happen in real life? The show must go on!

Surveillance is seeking a single white caucasian male, mobile, possibly riding a bicycle (?) who may try to influence proceedings by riding into the crowd gathered for the opening ceremony. Unbelievable as it sounds, but the source is good.

Question is can I get to him, so the show opens without incident?

Life is a cabaret. Err perhaps not quite the line I had in mind.

Sorry the mind is rambling after lack of sleep during the last few days on the road. I think that this may be my last chance to post for a few days if these technical problems carry on.


So before the Convention finally kicks off there's one vital point to get across and tha………..

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UOBC2007 Roadshow – Thu: Later

I have to be quick.

The battery pack looks to be failing and on its last dregs of power. I think.

Just spotted a sign for Lichfield moving west.

So close I can taste i…….

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UOBC2007 Roadshow – Are we nearly there yet?

Wow. What a night. They certainly know how to party in Royston Vasey.

Some local people (thanks Mr Lazarou - hope you found your mate Dave) in the RV cybercafe invited me to a little soiree before I even started to look for a B&B. With the offer of free food and entertainment it was hard to resist.

I decided to take on extra fluid to restore my body’s electrolyte equilibrium after the previous day’s exertions, but perhaps the local fruit punch had more ‘punch’ than normal?

Whatever the reason the BBQ food was surely the best I’ve tasted for many a year and courtesy of the local butcher I believe. I would have remembered to ask for the BBQ sauce recipe, but was distracted by the evening’s entertainment – a circus celebrating some sort of local tradition.

At least I think that’s what the large flaming pyres were for. Interesting to see such a innovative use of burning crosses as well. A bit like Well Dressing but without flowers. Or the Well come to think of it. Oh well.

Somewhere during the evening I must have lost track of time, and vaguely remember murmurs of appreciation wherever I appeared. At least that’s my take on the matter.

I trust THE HAT lent an air of gravitas to my stature within the community’s eyes.

After that things became a little hazy.

I came to late this morning on a moving train with no real idea of how I got here.

I just know it’s heading in the right direction, based on my calculations taken from the reading using my Timex Explorer watch and sighting on the sun when it occasionally peeks through the fogbound landscape.

I hope this blinking red light on the satellite uplink isn’t a warning that the battery pack is malfunctioning.

There’s so much to report from the
UK Outdoors Blogger Convention 2007 ® Roadshow over these next few days.

It would be a shame to suffer technical difficulties after overcoming such difficulties and covering this distance with so ……….

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Wednesday, March 14

UOBC2007 Roadshow - Somewhere in the middle lands

The trip northward is proving quite challenging, to say the least.

After a broken night’s sleep, I decided an early dawn start was necessary. The brightening light finally enabled me to break free from the M25 ring of concrete, spotting a convenient drainage channel running below the motorway, and across to the beckoning land beyond.

Unfortunately my mode of escape was at the cost of picking up a somewhat pungent odour along the way. A bit like trying to cut around one of the Dartmoor bogs, but getting rather too intimately acquainted

A few miles later, ducking into a wash-up at a truck stop to try to reduce the increasing odour, I had my first piece of luck. A very amiable truck driver called Fancy (ex US marine apparently) offered to give me a lift north. An interesting journey but I felt at times the US/UK language barrier may have created a bit of misunderstanding.

On explaining my mission, to get to the UK Outdoors Blogger Convention 2007 ® Roadshow Fancy related his own outdoor exploits, in a place I’d not come across somewhere in the wilds of the USA.

At least thats how I interpreted it as he seemed very eager to invite me along to take a walk on the ‘Wild Side’. Somewhere in the
Appalachians possibly?

I felt things were getting a little more confused as Fancy’s conversation turned to his appreciation of films, particularly a recent blockbuster called, if I recall correctly, Bareback Mountain? When I replied that I'd never come across it Fancy muttered something about sorting that problem out. A strange comment I thought at the time. Could have been his southern accent. Who knows.

It was around then that I started to become a little more concerned as Fancy kept glancing at THE HAT, and showing an interest in, 'trying it on'. At least I think that’s what he was talking about.

By now aware of Fancy’s somewhat bulging physique, the muscles of which I could see due to his vest T shirt and shorts (it was very hot inside the truck cab), I felt the situation was becoming a little uncomfortable.

Well. The hat must get through. It has an appointment with destiny.

So with that in mind Fancy and I parted company. With some rapidity.

He even stopped the truck. What a nice chap.

And as he drove off he left me with a cheery farewell, using what I guess was a traditional US truckers farewell of '....xxxxx.xxxxxxx you limey bastard' Couldn't quite catch the first bit due to the roar of the engine.

And now I'm a little further north, but time to head west and follow the sunset.

Surely the day can only get better after the road trip so far.

So here I am.


Not too sure exactly where here is, but the signpost reads Welcome to Royston Vasey.

Hope there's some good food and a pleasant B&B after last night's sleep out.

JH, posting from Royston Vasey Internet Cafe ' Local cyberspace for local people'

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Tuesday, March 13

UOBC2007 Roadshow - Tues 13/3 London - Later

Well there's little for me to do here in this wasteland tonight. Except study this map to try to find out how to get past the barrier that is the M25. On foot. Challenging. No Antiquet/GPS is going to help out here.

This needs a bit of lateral thinking, but I have an APPOINTMENT in the NORTH and this BLOGGER MUST GET THROUGH.

Oops - sorry for shouting there.

Too much coffee during today as I navigated through the urban sprawl that is Heathrow. Flitting from coffee shop to sandwich bar, parlaying with the local natives attempting to discover the secret to the path that leads NORTH WEST. Indeed.

The advice I was given to use beads and mirrors as a bartering tool is just not working. The local dialect is very diverse and proving difficult to follow at times. However cash rules here. Yes Sir. So I remain safe for the moment having declined the offers of a local guide, unsure of their loyalty to an outsider in this strange land.

Oh for a moment's peace from the incessant roar of planes flying overhead, and the continual whine of traffic tyres on concrete. I don't need the headtorch here in this artificial daylight from the overhead gantries.

At least I had some short respite listening to one of Podcast Bob's latest aural masterpiece: "Bob takes Andy for a walk on the wild side and makes him wait for his lunch, whilst playing with fire!"


Bob and Andy's Big Day Out





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Sounds like fun. I hold onto the hope this blogger will find the path onwards to the Middle Lands.

Meanwhile I remain out of sight, hidden from view by this blackberry bush thicket, checking out the Bob & Cameron podcast and watching the Outdoors Magic thread discussing the issues it raises. More healthy debate on the blog/podcast 'state of the nation', from a couple of people who have clearly been considering the commercial possibilities of this media, and have the relevant background to base it on solid ground.

JH, posting from a uplink station, somewhere near Heathrow; Eyes Wide Shut?

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UOBC2007 Roadshow - Tues 13/3 London

Well the UK Outdoors Blogger Convention 2007 ® Roadshow has kicked off a treat.

Thanks for the guesses. They were ooooooo so close. On the right lines, but the wrong tracks.
Very punny John. Ahem

I had originally considered the new Wembley Stadium (the great poutdoors?) but the tickets were all gone.

So next thought was one of the London parks, but then there's the possible mugging risk. We provincials know what that big city is like. Oooh Arrr.

So finally onto Heathrow Airport.
Now don't laugh there at the back.

Its probably the biggest open space in London, or at least one thats the quickest to escape from back to the real world.

What a place - you can walk for miles! I know. I did. And still didn't actually manage to get anywhere today.

Great jumping off spot though. Bugger the plane flights. I usually blag a free lift in, sling the pack over my shoulder and walk off to the Heathrow tube, and onto Euston for the rail trip northwards to the Lakes.
No parking costs. Plenty of eateries (some of which I can even afford to use) and all in the dry.

But today I was running in the hat for Friday's meet (and I'm sure you've worked that location out already)

Saturday will be a bit more of a challenge. But think 'transport' alongside yesterday's clue.

And to T who managed to spot me today and said Hi. Well done. If you manage to read this post in the next few days, send me a smiley. I thought your interesting way of presenting cheese for a mouth watering munch is a definite winner. Mmmmm, Wensleydale anyone?

JH, posting from 3rd internet terminal along, Level 1, Quadrant A Heathrow;
Tonight we camp under the flightpath. Tomorrow on to the great northern wastelands.

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..........and there's more

..........more that is of newly spotted UK Outdoor Bloggers. Must be the sun bringing them out in their fine plumage.

Ladies first,.........we have Sally In Norfolk or 'Twitterings of a Twitterer'.

Xmas Day 2006. Sally peeked inside her stockings to find a bona fide website all for her very own. And she's been blogging ever since. A variety of stuff on here, not specifically walking, but worth popping over and deciding for yourself. Can't work out how she managed to get so many comments from her very first post. What she's got that I'm missing? Answers in a S.A.E. please to the usual place.

Then there's Big Galloot "I'm a hillwalker. Or at least I was until my Mojo deserted me. Maybe I just over-did it and scunnered myself? Whatever. The point is, my Mojo is coming back and this Blog is going to help me. No really, it is"

I'd take a look at the last place you'd expect to look BG (yikes - another BG!)
Early days on this one, so worth watching.

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Monday, March 12

UOBC2007 Roadshow......Venues confirmed

Now confirmed ............the following locations for the UK Outdoors Blogger Convention 2007 ® Roadshow

Tues 13/3 London
Thu 15/3 Bournemouth
Fri 16/3 NEC Birmingham
Sat 17/3 Oxford
Sun 18/3 London



Spot the hat (not Spot the dog - eer no best leave that one alone)
And here's the catch.
Think of it as a bit of Da Vinci Code/Treasure Hunt or possibly Where's Wally? (Waldo for those US readers)
No precise venue will be given for any of the locations. But it will be an outdoor related activity that is unique to that area, and the event will take place for a minimum of 2 hours.
To give you an obvious clue - the Brum one will be 'The Outdoor Show', which is the main event on at the NEC on 16/3.
Now that was the easy one. Think I was going to give it all away so easily? Let's see how you fare with the rest.
Oh ok - here's a teaser ......Oxford will involve an overnight stop. Blimey that's almost given it away now!
Clues may be provided on request. But not to Africans with dubious offers concerning large sums of untraceable money. Had enough of those to last me some considerable time.
More clues to be posted later in the week. Maybe.

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Opportunity Knocks?

A strange e-mail dropped into my inbox today from 'BuzzParadise (Communication Agency)' on behalf of a French car manufacturer.

'As a part of its public relations we would like to include a group of bloggers around the world. We noticed your blog and would like to involve you in this celebration. If you accept, you will receive a package containing exclusive information as well as a special gift .....(Oooooooooo - tease me).......
If you are interested in taking part in this operation, please respond by next week by supplying us the following information for a FedEx delivery (name address etc).....
What do we expect from you? Nothing but just give your opinion to your readers & friends about the blog www.xxxx.yyyand to relay the competition.... (???).... You of course remain totally free to say whatever you want'

Not sure whether this is an extremely well constructed piece of spam/info gathering, or a legitimate invitation. Some of the language used doesn't quite sound right to me.

But in any case you'd think the title, profile and content of this blog should have excluded it on these principles alone. And then there's the non commercial nature of this blog that's already been very clearly stated.

I don't intend to reply, but I thought I'd post in case this ones doing the rounds.
Guess that means I don't get that 'special gift'. And the free car is out as well. Shucks.

Errr - any outdoor gear companies out there want fancy trying to to turn my head? (lol)

UOBC2007 Roadshow......Update

Well as you, dear reader, were exclusively alerted last week the UK Outdoors Blogger Convention 2007 ® Roadshow continues to gather pace.

And not like a walker coming down from Stickle Tarn in icy conditions.

Venues confirmed to date include London, Bournemouth, Oxford, London (repeat visit) and of course NEC Birmingham, when a number of the UK Outdoor Bloggers will be present, PDAs and opinions honed and ready.







Keep an eye out for the cat in the hat, at any of these locations, and claim your prize.

More to come - keep 'em peeled

"UOBC2007 - Be there. Or eeerrr be somewhere else"

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Sunday, March 11

A Sunday Sojourn - St Catherines Hill

Sunday afternoon, MP3 player loaded, and the final part of the BBC Radio 4 Classic play Caesar to listen to along the way.

So off to an occasional spot I visit, St Catherines hill to the West of Christchurch. This is one of the local high spots, well I say high - it doesn't even make 50 m, but with surrounding floodplain, the views are great as long as its NOT south towards the Bournemouth sprawl.



The height advantage is shown by its two trig points within a mile or so of each other, even if the first trig point now gives no hint as to its past function.

The scrub ash and pine obscuring any view that there once was.




And on the way to the Avon valley views I spotted some nesting boxes, high on top of a hill in a solitary tree.


If you take a closer look you may be able to make out the lack of any front entrance holes, so I guess these are bat roosting boxes.





So onwards to the north side of the ridge and more welcoming views.




The recent rainfall now fast disappearing from the land.




But the widespread flooding still very visible. (Ooo - I can see my house from here!) The Dorset section of the River Avon is in the middle of that lot somewhere, and its only about 10m wide at best.

So .....

....finally to the second trig point. Looking south towards the Isle of Wight.

The white cliffs of The Needles visible to the naked eye today.

But apparently camera shy from the look of this picture when I loaded it up.


And not a single shot of the 30 or 40 people I came across during my wanderings.

(Note: All these are highish res pictures today, so they are best clicked on to see the full detail. Apologies to you low bandwith users)
(Note2: And that explains why the formatting is snafu as well - this has been posted 20 times already. Bugger)

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