Littondale

One of the 'clubs' previously mentioned at Linton School, was the camping club, which incidentally was an all boys affair. Not

sure if this was done on purpose or not. The girls tended to have their own ‘girlie’ things to do. Although at that time it

never entered our heads that we could all get involved in each others activities. It was more or less taken for granted that

girls did not want to do camping, hiking, canoeing, pot holing, or any other activity that was available. Even the word,

“girlie”, was not heard, or used in conversation. It was just accepted, they did feminine activities, and we were the lads. How

times change.

Latterly, the camping club was in the charge of Mr. Williams, Mr. Robinson would involve himself before Mr. Williams’s arrival.

Until he arrived and took an interest, nothing of great excitement was achieved. But Mr. Williams had grander ideas, and this

trip was one of them. We had about 4 to 5 days out, trekking around Upper Wharfedale, and Wensleydale. He took us on other long

distance hikes, usually out and back in a day, and the schools mini bus may have been used to carry us to further areas. We

trekked along fells that would not normally see walkers. One time we were apprehended by a game keeper and escorted from the

area where he was rearing Grouse, for the shooting season. Another occasion where we seemed to be the only people on the planet

was high up on Grimwith Moor, we rested at a high waterfall, this was well away from any public footpath, and would not have

been visited by the general public, we had it to ourselves, paddled and generally got wet.

This photo was one nights ''camp'' at Arncliffe, in Littondale. I think the lad sat on the rock was David, or Alan Pemberton. I

remember he came from a large family who lived off Otley Road in Bradford, he had a sister, Loraine, at Linton, and I think at

least one other brother.