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Date: January 1990 Selecting a route for the Winter Hike is not an easy task, considering there is the whole of the country to choose from. That’s why there is a planning meeting, held in the previous December, where the big decision is made. When we got to ‘transport’ on the agenda we realised that there was no van – ‘Jennifer’ was no longer available and Curly was not going on the hike. Cars were therefore used.
The start day of the hike finally arrived and before long seven of us were in the pub at Langford enjoying a refreshing drink. The eighth member was Robert (ex 6th Finchley Scout and 22nd Finchley Venture Scout) who was making his debut appearance and had made his own way north, was unfortunately sitting in the other pub in Langford (not marked on the map), awaiting our arrival. We did of course eventually meet up and did as usual camp in the pub garden.
Our next obstacle was to cross a ditch, using a rickety old bridge. In Graham’s words: “Using the Cox rating, established
Despite some precarious moments we did all manage to get to the other side successfully. After Stanford we continued north-west to Southill, where we stopped for lunch at The White Horse. The scenery got a bit better after lunch as we headed north past Old Warden, the location of the Shuttleworth Collection - a unique flying collection showcasing the first one hundred years of flight. However, all was quiet and there were no aircraft to be seen. In fact all that we could see from the footpath was part of the airfield and some of the hangers.
We followed the footpath all the way to Ickwell Green, and from there we continued on the road a bit further north to Northill. Here we made camp on the village green, pitching the tents behind some bushes, out of sight from the locals. Our curry was prepared as quickly as possible and after clearing up we made our way to The Crown to spend the rest of the evening enjoy the warmth, a few beers and a game of cards.
The next morning, after breakfast and packing up, we headed back to the pub – Graham had left his cards and backgammon set behind the previous evening. Having retrieved these treasures we finally set off, taking the footpath heading east to Upper Caldecote. The Sunday morning sessions of our hikes have become notorious for not actually walking very far, and this year’s hike was no different. It did not seem long before we had arrived and were in the Rose and Crown for our lunchtime break.
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