King's St Alban's

25 October

Year 4 Celtic British Camp Visit

Stepping out of the minibus, rain poured down on us.  We were planning to go to a Celtic Hill Fort.  As soon as we started, Barney the dog joined us on our expedition.  The path was rocky and smooth.  We walked past pretty plants and beautiful golden yellow crunchy leaves on the rocky ground.  Torrential rain was now hammering down on us and the hail stones began to shower down on us.  Drenched, soaked, saturated, we persevered to get down the hill with the howling wind pushing us down.

We never made it to the hill fort to be Celts, but we had a really fun day outdoors.