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FUN
IN THE FROZEN NORTH
For
this years New Year trip we ventured north to the Yorkshire Dales and
a cosy bunkhouse in the remote valley of Littondale. I'd joked with my
boss before we went about getting snowed in and this nearly became
reality after the heavy snowfall on New Year's Eve (not heavy enough
unfortunately). We walked hard, partied hard and most of us fell hard
(on the ice) at some point, but bruises excluded we all had a great
time. See the articles below for details.
Noodle Year
The
Christmas 2000/New Year Trip was four days of excellent walks in the
pristine snow around Halton Gill in the Yorkshire Dales. We faced up
to things like the treacherous climb down the north face of Pen Y
Ghent and a snow blizzard along the Horse Ridge. Miss "Slide-Down-The-Hills-On-A-Plastic-Bag-While-Screaming-Ouch"
made several appearances on these walks to the amusement to the locals
(sheep). The number swelled to over 30 on New Years Eve where Mr 2000
made his last appearance and was replaced by Mr Matchmaker. As usual
food was great, even had noodles for supper, breakfast and lunch
(no-one else did, I wonder why?)
Gerry
One Husky or Two?
Fresh
from reading of Ernest Shackleton's tribulations and heroic journey in
Dave's book "South!", we set out from Halton Gill over the
moors into Wharfedale, and on our return we encountered a blizzard
blowing up from the Antarctic itself. In these conditions,
Shackleton's men had no choice to eat their huskies, but we didn't
even have a Cairn Terrier snack to keep us going, as Trudi had wisely
turned back. The centre was a welcome sight in the snow, but I had
said to Dave, earlier, that I wanted to practice my navigation skills.
Jim
The best things about the New years
trip
Best food: Jim's Curry, Gerry's Salad and Helen's
Mushrooms, pub grub and of course cheese and ham sandwiches.
Best drink: Stone's Ginger Wine.
Best walk: the blizzard adventure.
Best Game: The Time Bomb
Best party: This year splendid thanks everyone
Best dance: Colin's Ceroux
Best Gossip: Assignations in the Drying room - we
must be discrete!
Best nights sleep: own bed 1 Jan
Thank-you to everyone - it was a brilliant trip.
Lynn
White-out
Peering through horizontal snow at two figures
stumbling forwards in deep snow - a scene from Scott of the Antarctic,
but it was only Helen.
Lorna
Looking back the highlight was the New Years Eve
walk to Langstrothdale- the return leg over Horse Head Pass turned
into an epic Scott of the Antarctic adventure through blizzard
conditions- thankfully we managed to keep to the track so nobody had
to do a Captain Oates although individuals did keep disappearing into
the snowdrifts
James
New Year, New Member
As a newcomer to the CYHA I decided that Id
get 2001 off to a cracking start by joining the group in the Yorkshire
Dales for the New Years weekend.
I met up with some of the group on the Friday, and
we travelled north to Halton Gill, in Littondale, making a brief
detour en route to Harrogate Hospital so that Roz could see her
newborn niece. We reached the bunkhouse late evening to find a warm
welcome and some delicious turkey jalfrezi.
Saturday
dawned and after a hearty breakfast a convoy of cars headed down the
valley to Arncliffe where we took to the hills on a circular walk,
taking in Kettlewell (and a pub) along the way. It was pleasant
walking in the sunshine, with snow glistening underfoot. The company
was very pleasant too and I chatted away, getting to know other
members of the group.
Back at the bunkhouse we enjoyed piping hot showers
and another good meal. To cook for 30 odd hungry walkers is no mean
feat and the chefs did a wonderful job.
On the Sunday we headed out for another walk but a
layer of fresh snow and colder weather made everything more difficult
and brought many of us back early. The lucky ones reached the
bunkhouse before the blizzard struck. After another excellent meal the
group got ready to see in the New Year, the real new Millennium, and
games and dancing were on everyones agenda.
The party went with a swing and needless to say the
following morning got off to a slow start, but everyone pitched in to
help straighten out the bunkhouse and by midday we were heading south
down the motorway. Fortunately (or unfortunately depending on how you
look at it) Sundays blizzard had become rain and most of the
snow had been washed away, enabling us to leave the dales.
To sum up the weekend, Halton Gill was a lovely
place in which to welcome in the New Year, the bunkhouse was very
comfortable and the company was good. I certainly hope to meet up with
the group at future events. If youll have me of course!
Marion Green
New Year Trip 2001 - Young at Heart
Those of you, who attended the AGM; or read the
Newsletter that reported on it; will recall that I raised some concern
as to the escalating average age of our membership. When I joined the
group eight years ago, I was thirty-two and one of the oldest members.
A thirty-two year old joining today would find him or herself one of
the youngest. My intention was not to make us all feel old, merely to
express my concern that if we don't attract younger members now, in
five or ten years time we may resemble the Rambler's Association.
The good news is; that if the New Years Trip is
anything to go by; the average mental age (AMA) is well below the
average physical age (APA). Give us a bit of snow and we turn into a
bunch of kids. Snow balls were flying, much shrieking was heard and
people, who should be old enough to know better, were to be seen
sliding down slopes on their bottoms or Bivvy Bags screaming "Weeeeeeeeeee"
as they raised down hills and bounced over rocks.
Whilst Lesley and I help to push the average up (the
APA that is) we do our bit to bring it down again by bringing Ian
along. Ian has been coming on trips with Lesley and I for a couple of
years now, but this time more than ever before, it seemed, even though
he's only thirteen, like he was there as a member in his own right
rather than an appendage.
For example, he's now got some of his own equipment.
He now carries his own day sack (Which is more than his Mother does)
and hes even started eating the group meals. (We'll have to get
him to cook a group meal on the next trip. Hope you all like Pizza!)
But most of all, he's become just like another
member (This doesnt mean youre going to get more Subs out
of me Dave), because you all treat him like one. You take the time to
talk to him, to play with him and most benevolently of all, to listen
to him.
Some of you may be a bit strange, some of you a bit
mad, most of you both. But most importantly, you are welcoming,
friendly, kind and good fun. Who cares how old we get. If we struggle
to attract young blood, we'll just have to breed our own. Some of us
already have.
Those of you who didn't make the trip missed a
really good break and I will leave others to describe it. I will just
tell you though; that my favourite moment occurred on a snow covered
fell, miles from anywhere. It was the moment that our beloved
Secretary, a veteran of thousands of walks, not to mention many
mountain survival and leadership courses. A woman who has lectured us
on numerous occasions on the essentials we should carry in winter
conditions, announced, that she had "forgotten her lunch".
Neil Jefferson
Christmas Dinner
Another slickly well organised feast with barely a
hitch to interrupt that smooth flow of courses to the table. This year
we hit an all time high of 50 mouths to feed. I hope no one went
hungry as there was tons left over, some of which we made good use of
at New Year
. and I think we might be having Christmas pudding at
Easter!
Ali
Photo Competition
A splendid evening of "where was that?", "who's
that in the red?" and "why has Trudi got her legs stuck up
in the air?" as we reminisced with photos from the last year of
CYHA events.
The best view category was won by Gerry for his view
of Smoo cliffs taken at dawn during last years Scotland trip.
The Scotland trip also produced the picture which
won Tom the best caption competition. The view was of Dave halfway up
a rickety ladder to a look-out platform on the remote Cape Wrath
peninsular, caption: "I still can't get a signal on my mobile".
The picture that best summed up a YHA event was the
result of an unusual team effort. It was Debbie's idea, Lorna's camera
and Gerry took the picture. The picture was again taken on the
Scotland trip and featured various group members lined up so their
waterproofs gave the colours of the rainbow.
The winners all got Fuji film (except Gerry, who
said it would burn his hands!).
If this teaches us anything it's that if you want to
enter next year's competition, you're simply going to have to come to
Scotland! |