"Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote Thanne longen folke to goon pilgrimages......" (Geoffrey Chaucer, prologue to CT)

Over 600 years later, it was November rather than April, but the urge to travel to far places in CYHA has never been …

Our early October trip was to the magnificent Ravenstor hostel, between Bakewell and Buxton. As usual Friday night saw us all homing in on the hostel, some via pubs, some to eat at the hostel, George via a traffic jam on the A14.

For our Saturday walk, we decided to …

Our August trip was a visit to the hills of Snowdonia, or Eryri as it is in Welsh. It’s always a bit risky going to the mountains for August Bank Holiday and for us it was no different – unless you were Lynn. By some miracle wherever Lynn was the …

It was July and it promised to be a sunny weekend. Jim had booked a bunkhouse on the Norfolk coast at Burnham Deepdale and we arrived just as the Olympic opening ceremony was taking place in a rather damp Paris. Our warm-up for the weekend was sitting in front of …

On our trip to Claxby in Lincolnshire, we marvelled at how quiet the villages were. However, you don’t need to go back all that far to find a very different history.

All along the steep western slopes of the Lincolnshire Wolds, between Market Rasen and Caistor, there is a …

It was the end of a beautiful Spring day, but as the sun set the air took on a clammy chill. The route back from the pub took us past the deserted grave yard opposite the towering gatehouse of St Briavels Castle. Cobbles, rounded by centuries of wear, led us …

In May the club sojourned a week in Budapest and I know that I can say that without exception all participants had an absolutely wonderful time. A lot of planning and organising was devoted to making this such a splendid and memorable week and to the organisers many thanks are …

Our first full day at Hawse End and the obvious walk to do was the one from the front door. The route up Cat Bells is one of the best and most popular walks in the Lake District, boasting panoramic views over Derwent Water, Borrowdale, Newlands Valley and the surrounding …

Well, it sometimes seems like it will never stop raining. According to the Met Office southern England saw the wettest February since their records began in 1836. Of course, we didn’t know all this when we booked our March trip to Cholderton on Salisbury Plain.

So, Salisbury Plain is …

A Most Agreeable Jaunt to Stratford-upon-Avon

Hark, fellow wayfarers! Lend me your ears as I recount a most delightful sojourn I recently embarked upon with dear friends to the fair town of Stratford-upon-Avon. This merry pilgrimage was undertaken in honor of two grand occasions: the sexagenarian milestone of our esteemed …