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Post by peterba on May 15, 2024 11:51:58 GMT
I just checked, Peter, and it seems that Stonehenge is, fairly, close to Salisbury ..at least, in Canadian travel terms Thanks Jack. It must be said that - in Canadian travel terms - just about anywhere is close to just about anywhere.....!!
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Post by MJB on May 15, 2024 17:14:59 GMT
Okay there's sufficient interest, so I'll set the date.
Salisbury Meet will be on Saturday 7th September.
There's plenty of architecture to photograph from early medieval, Tudor, Georgian, Victorian, right up to 1960s & 70s brutalist/functional. Obviously there's ecclesiastical architecture, not just the cathedral. There's a diverse population and it'll be market day, so plenty to interest the 'street' photographer. The city is criss-crossed by streams and rivers and has some public green spaces, so there'll be a chance of some urban wildlife. I reckon I could find some reportage opportunities for our man in the no fun city if he can make it.
From a practical side, Salisbury is well served by rail, bus, and road. There's a decent park & ride as well as several car parks a few minutes walk from the city centre. There's a wide range of hotels from budget to luxury and there's plenty to do in the area if you wanted to make a weekend of it. If Nige is looking for somewhere to park up his van, then the diddy's have taken over the disused car park on London Road. There's plenty of pubs and cafés in the city centre to feed and water ourselves. On market days there are a number of ethnic street food vendors too.
Hopefully lots of you can attend.
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Post by dreampolice on May 15, 2024 21:20:01 GMT
. If Nige is looking for somewhere to park up his van, then the diddy's have taken over the disused car park on London Road. There's plenty of pubs and cafés in the city centre to feed and water ourselves. On market days there are a number of ethnic street food vendors too. Hopefully lots of you can attend. Thanks for the recommendation, lol, but I definitely can't make it as I'll be in Spain for all of September (unless we are in the process of moving (a couple are on a second viewing of our house today, so you never know!)
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Post by donerundlecams on May 18, 2024 7:34:20 GMT
I just checked, Peter, and it seems that Stonehenge is, fairly, close to Salisbury ..at least, in Canadian travel terms Thanks Jack. It must be said that - in Canadian travel terms - just about anywhere is close to just about anywhere.....!! I'll say, Peter . One time on a trip back to Winnipeg with a mate I had met in Canada and with a local Londoner (well, Croydon, Norbury and whose longest trip had been to Brighton), we decided that we might as well take a trip and see the Canadian Rockies/Banff. Myself and my Canadian mate, Mike, decided that we should leave around 6am and, Neil, the London guy, agreed and the next morning we set off loading up with Tim Horton's coffees and doughnuts. We leave Winnipeg and 60 miles later we arrive a small city, where Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, we're just driving through the city (Portage la Prairie, where both Mike and I had lived, unbeknownst to us, and about 150 miles later we arrived at even larger city (Brandon ..35K pop) where, again, Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, but we are stopping for breakfast and a loo break . About 45 minutes later, we leave and about 6 hours later we arrive in Regina (150K capital of Saskatchewan) to have dinner and, again, Neil says that we have to be stopping here for the night. Nope, not quite yet. On we go and about an hour or two, Neil, who is knackered looks out the window and after seeing something similar to my attached snap (taken 29 years later) crashes out in the back seat and is soon snoring . Move ahead about 6 hours later (round midnight) we arrive at a motel in Banff, book a room, rouse Neil who sleepily makes his way to the room and proceeds to crash, again, and as do Mike and myself. About 6 hours later, I wake up to Neil screaming "where the expletive deleted are we and how did we get here?" Poor Neil, the last thing he remembers seeing are the flat plains of the Canadian Prairies( see snap) and wakes up to seeing the Rocky Mountains . I, still in y bed, we at a motel in Banff and we drove and I still really tired and going back to sleep .. BTW, they have coffee in the motel office where Neil heads off to. A few hours later, I get a map and show Neil where Winnipeg and Banff are located and they are around 900 miles apart or I say, to put it in perspective, the same distance between Lands End and John O'Groats. I see Neil trying to process this he looks like .. ... .... and, finally, says "that's nuts" and I say, "Nope, Neil, that's just a (Western) Canadian road trip . That's what, Peter, I mean Canadian travel terms . Cheers, Jack
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Post by gray1720 on May 18, 2024 8:11:08 GMT
I can well believe that, Jack. When the Canadian Lancaster came over here in 2014 apparently the crew would drive from Coningsby to London (about 3 hours) for a night on the tiles. Every night!
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Post by peterba on May 18, 2024 15:27:55 GMT
That's quite a tale, Jack!
I can see why Neil might have been a little..... perplexed.
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Post by geoffr on May 18, 2024 21:26:34 GMT
Thanks Jack. It must be said that - in Canadian travel terms - just about anywhere is close to just about anywhere.....!! I'll say, Peter . One time on a trip back to Winnipeg with a mate I had met in Canada and with a local Londoner (well, Croydon, Norbury and whose longest trip had been to Brighton), we decided that we might as well take a trip and see the Canadian Rockies/Banff. Myself and my Canadian mate, Mike, decided that we should leave around 6am and, Neil, the London guy, agreed and the next morning we set off loading up with Tim Horton's coffees and doughnuts. We leave Winnipeg and 60 miles later we arrive a small city, where Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, we're just driving through the city (Portage la Prairie, where both Mike and I had lived, unbeknownst to us, and about 150 miles later we arrived at even larger city (Brandon ..35K pop) where, again, Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, but we are stopping for breakfast and a loo break . About 45 minutes later, we leave and about 6 hours later we arrive in Regina (150K capital of Saskatchewan) to have dinner and, again, Neil says that we have to be stopping here for the night. Nope, not quite yet. On we go and about an hour or two, Neil, who is knackered looks out the window and after seeing something similar to my attached snap (taken 29 years later) crashes out in the back seat and is soon snoring . Move ahead about 6 hours later (round midnight) we arrive at a motel in Banff, book a room, rouse Neil who sleepily makes his way to the room and proceeds to crash, again, and as do Mike and myself. About 6 hours later, I wake up to Neil screaming "where the expletive deleted are we and how did we get here?" Poor Neil, the last thing he remembers seeing are the flat plains of the Canadian Prairies( see snap) and wakes up to seeing the Rocky Mountains . I, still in y bed, we at a motel in Banff and we drove and I still really tired and going back to sleep .. BTW, they have coffee in the motel office where Neil heads off to. A few hours later, I get a map and show Neil where Winnipeg and Banff are located and they are around 900 miles apart or I say, to put it in perspective, the same distance between Lands End and John O'Groats. I see Neil trying to process this he looks like .. ... .... and, finally, says "that's nuts" and I say, "Nope, Neil, that's just a (Western) Canadian road trip . That's what, Peter, I mean Canadian travel terms . Cheers, Jack View AttachmentI thought driving from Waterton Lakes to Banff via Calgary was enough though not the longest day’s drive I’ve done. The difference, of course, is that in Canada, Australia or the USA you can drive long distances without constant interruptions from traffic lights, roundabouts or just plain poor driving discipline. In the UK driving for two hours, even on a motorway, is likely to involve a period of reduced speed due to roadworks. I did five hours on Friday with four hold ups, three because people wouldn’t leave sufficient space to accommodate minor speed changes.
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Post by peterob on May 18, 2024 21:45:11 GMT
I'll say, Peter . One time on a trip back to Winnipeg with a mate I had met in Canada and with a local Londoner (well, Croydon, Norbury and whose longest trip had been to Brighton), we decided that we might as well take a trip and see the Canadian Rockies/Banff. Myself and my Canadian mate, Mike, decided that we should leave around 6am and, Neil, the London guy, agreed and the next morning we set off loading up with Tim Horton's coffees and doughnuts. We leave Winnipeg and 60 miles later we arrive a small city, where Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, we're just driving through the city (Portage la Prairie, where both Mike and I had lived, unbeknownst to us, and about 150 miles later we arrived at even larger city (Brandon ..35K pop) where, again, Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, but we are stopping for breakfast and a loo break . About 45 minutes later, we leave and about 6 hours later we arrive in Regina (150K capital of Saskatchewan) to have dinner and, again, Neil says that we have to be stopping here for the night. Nope, not quite yet. On we go and about an hour or two, Neil, who is knackered looks out the window and after seeing something similar to my attached snap (taken 29 years later) crashes out in the back seat and is soon snoring . Move ahead about 6 hours later (round midnight) we arrive at a motel in Banff, book a room, rouse Neil who sleepily makes his way to the room and proceeds to crash, again, and as do Mike and myself. About 6 hours later, I wake up to Neil screaming "where the expletive deleted are we and how did we get here?" Poor Neil, the last thing he remembers seeing are the flat plains of the Canadian Prairies( see snap) and wakes up to seeing the Rocky Mountains . I, still in y bed, we at a motel in Banff and we drove and I still really tired and going back to sleep .. BTW, they have coffee in the motel office where Neil heads off to. A few hours later, I get a map and show Neil where Winnipeg and Banff are located and they are around 900 miles apart or I say, to put it in perspective, the same distance between Lands End and John O'Groats. I see Neil trying to process this he looks like .. ... .... and, finally, says "that's nuts" and I say, "Nope, Neil, that's just a (Western) Canadian road trip . That's what, Peter, I mean Canadian travel terms . Cheers, Jack View Attachment I thought driving from Waterton Lakes to Banff via Calgary was enough though not the longest day’s drive I’ve done. The difference, of course, is that in Canada, Australia or the USA you can drive long distances without constant interruptions from traffic lights, roundabouts or just plain poor driving discipline. In the UK driving for two hours, even on a motorway, is likely to involve a period of reduced speed due to roadworks. I did five hours on Friday with four hold ups, three because people wouldn’t leave sufficient space to accommodate minor speed changes. Despite the holdups UK driving is not all bad. I gave up half-hour into a planned drive (to the next town, 150 miles, to eat and return) on my only trip to Australia (Karratha). No traffic, mostly dead straight road (they give multiple warnings of upcoming bends) and utterly unchanging scenery (scrub desert) makes for an awful driving experience. I couldn't cope. My aunt, who lived in Toronto for years and years, thought nothing of driving 100 miles to a restaurant but I guess there is traffic and more to look at.
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Post by donerundlecams on May 19, 2024 4:14:54 GMT
I'll say, Peter . One time on a trip back to Winnipeg with a mate I had met in Canada and with a local Londoner (well, Croydon, Norbury and whose longest trip had been to Brighton), we decided that we might as well take a trip and see the Canadian Rockies/Banff. Myself and my Canadian mate, Mike, decided that we should leave around 6am and, Neil, the London guy, agreed and the next morning we set off loading up with Tim Horton's coffees and doughnuts. We leave Winnipeg and 60 miles later we arrive a small city, where Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, we're just driving through the city (Portage la Prairie, where both Mike and I had lived, unbeknownst to us, and about 150 miles later we arrived at even larger city (Brandon ..35K pop) where, again, Neil asks if we're stopping here for the night? Nope, but we are stopping for breakfast and a loo break . About 45 minutes later, we leave and about 6 hours later we arrive in Regina (150K capital of Saskatchewan) to have dinner and, again, Neil says that we have to be stopping here for the night. Nope, not quite yet. On we go and about an hour or two, Neil, who is knackered looks out the window and after seeing something similar to my attached snap (taken 29 years later) crashes out in the back seat and is soon snoring . Move ahead about 6 hours later (round midnight) we arrive at a motel in Banff, book a room, rouse Neil who sleepily makes his way to the room and proceeds to crash, again, and as do Mike and myself. About 6 hours later, I wake up to Neil screaming "where the expletive deleted are we and how did we get here?" Poor Neil, the last thing he remembers seeing are the flat plains of the Canadian Prairies( see snap) and wakes up to seeing the Rocky Mountains . I, still in y bed, we at a motel in Banff and we drove and I still really tired and going back to sleep .. BTW, they have coffee in the motel office where Neil heads off to. A few hours later, I get a map and show Neil where Winnipeg and Banff are located and they are around 900 miles apart or I say, to put it in perspective, the same distance between Lands End and John O'Groats. I see Neil trying to process this he looks like .. ... .... and, finally, says "that's nuts" and I say, "Nope, Neil, that's just a (Western) Canadian road trip . That's what, Peter, I mean Canadian travel terms . Cheers, Jack View Attachment I thought driving from Waterton Lakes to Banff via Calgary was enough though not the longest day’s drive I’ve done. The difference, of course, is that in Canada, Australia or the USA you can drive long distances without constant interruptions from traffic lights, roundabouts or just plain poor driving discipline. In the UK driving for two hours, even on a motorway, is likely to involve a period of reduced speed due to roadworks. I did five hours on Friday with four hold ups, three because people wouldn’t leave sufficient space to accommodate minor speed changes. Oh, I know the difference betwixt driving NA, Aus and the UK/Europe, Geoff, even though I've only ever driven in Canada and parts of the US. Even the motorways are good, for some reason they're not like the highways in North America / Australia. Mind you, " Canada is 3.8 million square miles and 41 times larger than United Kingdom" but, the UK has twice as many people as Canada and a $hitload more vehicles and off the motorways, the roads are considerably smaller which, IMHO, makes driving considerably more difficult Cheers, Jack
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Post by donerundlecams on May 19, 2024 4:20:55 GMT
I can well believe that, Jack. When the Canadian Lancaster came over here in 2014 apparently the crew would drive from Coningsby to London (about 3 hours) for a night on the tiles. Every night! I can believe that, Adrian . Heck, on occasion, some mates and I would just jump in a car in the evening and drive three hours to go for a coffee ... then, drive back and get home around 1am and go to work that morning .... Mind you, this didn't happen every week Cheers, Jack
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Post by donerundlecams on May 19, 2024 4:27:13 GMT
That's quite a tale, Jack!
I can see why Neil might have been a little..... perplexed. One of, way too, many, Peter and I, completely, understood why Neil was perplexed . Mind you, after that holiday to Winnipeg, Neil became a very different person. Before the trip, he was a "meat and potatoes" meal kind of guy, didn't too much/any socialising other than cheering for the Arsenal football team and running. After his return, he really diversified his eating habits and started going out the to pub with Mike and I and became a lot more relaxed . Cheers, Jack
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Post by peterba on May 19, 2024 7:22:21 GMT
Mind you, after that holiday to Winnipeg, Neil became a very different person. Before the trip, he was a "meat and potatoes" meal kind of guy, didn't too much/any socialising other than cheering for the Arsenal football team and running. After his return, he really diversified his eating habits and started going out the to pub with Mike and I and became a lot more relaxed .
It sounds as though you inadvertently did the guy a good turn - once he had got over the PTSD induced by that trip...
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Post by MJB on May 19, 2024 12:03:50 GMT
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Post by gray1720 on May 19, 2024 12:23:35 GMT
Well, I can't see any of us being lured by that... oh, hang on!
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Post by donerundlecams on May 20, 2024 6:51:29 GMT
Mind you, after that holiday to Winnipeg, Neil became a very different person. Before the trip, he was a "meat and potatoes" meal kind of guy, didn't too much/any socialising other than cheering for the Arsenal football team and running. After his return, he really diversified his eating habits and started going out the to pub with Mike and I and became a lot more relaxed .
It sounds though you inadvertently did the guy a good turn - once he had got over the PTSD induced by that trip... That's what I would like to think, Peter, and I agree 100% with your PSTD scenario . Mind you, having said that, I really do have to admit that spending time "travelling Europe, England and Morocco along with living in the Costa Del Sol, Ibiza and London during the period of the autumn of 1976 to the spring/summer of 1981" most definitely had an effect on yours truly After the first trip, autumn 1976 > late spring 1977, I convinced myself that when I got back to Winnipeg, that it was going to be a different city. Of course, upon my return, all my mates were all doing the exact same things that had been doing when I left . It took me until the following autumn (1977) to realise that the only (real) change that had taken place was yours truly Cheers, Jack
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