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Charades Hereford

34 Southbank Road Hereford, Herefordshire, England, HR1 2TJ, United Kingdom

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From Russia With Love

A travel blog entry by rachelkw

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... Kamikaze route, which is a vertical stretch of turf that runs upwards for a couple of hundred yards to the ridge at the top. There are occasionally a handful of sheep clinging to it. The rest of us, and by that I mean me, Elaine and my two Russian guests, Sergey and Regina, followed the more gentle option i.e. the actual path, which weaves a leisurely traverse around to the same spot. Amusingly, ...

Get Shorty

A travel blog entry by rachelkw

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... back on them and headed for the south end of the range. A bit of bog-hopping later and we ended up on Midsummer Hill, sheltering behind a concrete windbreak. It was a part of the hills I'd not been on before.

John, the leader, tends to like to keep the route a secret. I have no idea why. Maybe it gives him a sense of control. Anyway, I've learnt not to get left behind if you don't know where you are going. Hamish, on the other ...

Wrapped up in Christmas

A travel blog entry by arzilla

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... morning I awoke somewhat groggy at 10 from 2 hours of sleep after dropping Robbie back at Heathrow. After sitting curled up in the corner of the couch nursing my cup of ‘Christmas’ coffee (cinnamon and chocolate flavour that I bought at Whittards) and sounding somewhat like Lurch for a while, I took up Gemma’s offer of going with ...

Birthdays and Bubbly

A travel blog entry by arzilla

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... if I wait and just come at lunch - I had no desire to end up in a ditch! I'd imagine it would be something like hydroplaning but with less correction control - eep.


I did the stoopidest thing while we were getting the gear ready to go. We were debating whether Ian would take the milk from home or buy some. I picked up the freshly delivered milk bottle from the counter and it was wet and icy and slipped out of my hand. It flew and smashed against ...

Stop Whining. It'll Be Colder Than This.

A travel blog entry by rachelkw

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... started to descend between two hills and apparently Three Riggles into Harley Dingle. The colours glowed all around us, red slopes filled our vision. Pal, insensitive to the aesthetics of the valley (are dogs colour blind?) started ogling the sheep again.

Back in New Radnor, we said hasty goodbyes and snuck off to warm up in our cars. The rain splatted in a distinctly sleety way against my windscreen and the temperature said 2.5C. Brrr.

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