By Andy R
Friday night saw 13 handsome young specimens loading 15 boats onto trailors and cars to begin the trek east, to god’s own county.
West Tanfield weekend, the Yorkshire dales, boating….. and it hadn’t rained in days!
Arrival at campsite and meeting of Ade was perfectly timed to get down to the pub for last orders to start a good weekend, black sheep later, and we were on our way to tents, via the beach (dried up river bed) and lots of odd games involving drinking gin. Unfortunately few made it to tents and some resorted to sleeping outside, until phil put his tent up and then everyone else slept in that, so phil slept in his car. fair game!
Tiredness and a little bit of breakfast later, and we were on our way to the river Ure. Rocky and uneventful (insert open boaters and shooting practice here) and finished a very scrapey river with a slightly technical boulder field at the campsite. Dave’s was the only swim, pinned above a weir-like drop, we scraped him up and put him back in for another run….
More pub and drunken activity, with special mention going out to Penny who didn’t quite grasp the suck and blow bit of the game and thought spitting over sara was a better idea! multiple times….
Morning came and bill paying time……
“so how many people, cars and tents?”
“5 cars, 14 people and 1 tent.”
“err, you know it’s illegal to sleep in cars?”
“better make that 2 tents.”
“what about the other 10″
“they were 4man, and it’s a possibility we lost some in the pub”
“you know i came to your camping area this morning, don’t you….?”
” F**k ”
On our way back to the ‘Pool, we called in at the River Kent, again a scrape, but worth the extra miles. The highlight being the mass surf and the showboating from Erica, deciding she really was too good for paddles and showing off some stern-squirts paddle-less. awesome!
There’s some footage which will turn into a video sometime soon, recording the events of the weekend.
Fab trip, i’m already taking names for next year
Cheers to all who made it so
Andy
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