Blogs from Peak District National Park, Derbyshire, England, United Kingdom, Europe

Hartington - Peak District 20th - 22nd November, 2009 The English countryside is beautiful even when it is raining! It's always nice to get out of London and even when it is starting to get cold and wintry, the hostels are always warm and toasty. We found a great hostel in the Peak District in the village of Hartington called Hartington Hall. Hartington Hall is a manor house and was certainly very grand. It was very cosy with log fires in its own bar and dining area. We also made use of the self-catering kitchen which was in a separate building (once a barn) next to the lambs, goats and chooks. The rain did come down but we still ventured out of the hostel for a wander through the nearby hills. Lots of farmland surrounding the ... read more

Erik's verjaardag en we hebben hem heel de dag door gevierd vanaf 2u00 s'nachts!!! Om 5u30 moesten we in-treinen in Calais, gelukkig op de Eurotunnel en geen boot.... Een nieuw avontuur stond te trappelen om te beginnen en Enya wou er ook deel aan nemen. Erik was al enkele dagen gewoon hyper, zo hard aan het uitkijken om zijn derde thuis te bezoeken. Om 10u30 stonden we al op de camping in Hathersage en niet veel later hingen we aan de rotsen in Stanage Plantation. 's Avonds vierden we het met een minder goed etentje in the Fox House Inn. De vorige keer was het subliem, nu echter abominabel. Spijtig! We zijn de komende 4 dagen klimmekes gaan doen in: Bamford, Burbage North en Higgar Tor. Verschillende hele mooie routjes gedaan, en enkele mindere. Erik deed ... read more

Folk in England are truly fascinated by the possibility of just how dangerous life in Australia can be. From red-back spiders to box jelly fish, deadly snakes and man-eating crocodiles...they are equally delighted and terrified with the scope by which one could possibly meet their own end. I often find myself in conversations with work colleagues and clients about snakes and spiders and other creepy crawlies and people can hardly disguise their terror and delight. There's even a television program called 'Australia's deadliest creatures' which is dedicated to scaring Brits even more. I do confess that Adam and I both acknowledged we were leaving the deadliest continent on earth as we flew out of Sydney that first time (it was small bit of consolation from an otherwise teary me). The fact that Britain itself offers very ... read more

Navrat ze Snowdonie byl narocny, ale nez jsem stacila sve opotrebovane telo zregenerovat, byl opet ctvrtek odpoledne a ja bezela do Starbucks, kde na me cekala Misi. Sikovna holka, nez dojela busem z letiste, stacila si koupit sve prvni tytovikendove kalhoty :o). Nakupovala i v patek, nez jsme vyzvedly opet auticko v pujcovne, zajely nakoupit dobroty na vikend a na chvili sjeli do West Bromwich k Dane a Mirkovi na kousek grilovaneho masicka ... Meli na navsteve kamaradku Anemie z Belgie, prijemnou mladou damu, a tak zacal moc hezky vikend, kdy jsme v sobotu rano vyrazily smer Derbyshire do prvniho anglickeho narodniho parku - do Peak District. Sobota Podezrivam zdejsi picasi, ze vi, ze je vikend. Od rana se honily mraky, ale nastesti bylo stale teplo na kratasy. Svistely jsme si to pekne v Matisovi na ... read more

I don’t know where to start with this one, because this was one of the best weekends I have ever had in my life… so here it is from the beginning. This was the ‘S no Rally 2008. (That’s no rally) I manage to get Thursday night off work because we were over manned, which gave me all day Friday to get ready for this event. I’d made pervious arrangements to meet up with my mate Paul at the M1 junction 35 and got the bike ready with ample time to spare. So off I set up to my local butchers to collect some Black Pudding for everyone at the rally when the phone rang. I was sat at the traffic lights in Wombwell with “Johnny B Goode” (my ring tone) playing out in my pocket ... read more