The six kayakers were Houran, Jenny, Mark, Tamra and myself bravely lead by Dan who had stepped in as trip leader at the eleventh hour. I would’ve liked to have reported that we arrived at Boulters Lock without incident but that’s not strictly true….. read Peter Loy’s trip account here
A small group of Hamptoneers paddled down the Wey Navigation last week to Hectors tea rooms at Catteshall. Read Stephens trip account here
Six Hamptoneers enjoyed a sunny paddle from the Bells Of Ouzeley public house up to Windsor (and back) last Saturday. Read new member Maxine’s account of the trip here.
The key to paddling this lovely river is the tide. Obvious, really, but critical too: you can’t fight it, but go with it and you’ll make 4 knots. Four of us, Sarah, Mark, Paul and Stephen, launched at Black Rabbit, just above Arundel. Read Stephen’s full account of the Arun trip here
“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
A good number of Hamptoneers and their friends and family took part in the the Annual Hampton Canoe Club Fun Regatta last Saturday morning. There were events to test your ingenuity, your agility and your speed on the water. Jenny has written up the official account here. (with pictures)
A group of Hamptoneers took to the waters of the tidal Thames last Saturday for a sunny paddle from Barnes down to Vauxhall and then returned back up river on the flood tide. Stephens trip report can be read here.
In 490 BC Pheidippedes ran from Marathon to Athens, a distance of 24.85 miles, to deliver his victory message and then promptly collapsed and died. On the 6th of June 20015 six Hamptoneers paddled 26.2 miles (the modern marathon distance since the 1908 London Olympic games) from Godalming to Bell Hill and survived. Just! Read Andy Garbett’s full account here.
After deciding late last year to give the Great Glen Canoe Trail a go and getting some invaluable information from Emily and tips and advice from Barnet and Dan, Richard and I found ourselves standing at the far end of the Muirtown Basin in Inverness. We stood there looking out over the Clachnaharry Works Lock and Railway Bridge towards the North Sea. The sun was out, it was a clear day but the wind was blowing strong. Both of us were thinking that the next time we see this sight we would be making our final portage after completing our 65 mile canoe trip…. read Pete’s full account here.