The pictures at the top are of Chanctonbury Ring, the famous landmark on the top of the South Downs in Sussex from which we are named. An iron age hill fort was the hill’s chief feature, until a crown of Beech trees was planted in 1760 by a young man named Charles Goring who lived to 85 and saw his trees grow to maturity. At the time of planting, the locals were rather upset with the venture but the trees were later seen as a thing of beauty, before many of them were blown down during the hurricane of October 1987. The trees were replanted but the Ring won’t look quite the same for a number of years yet. Our pictures will change with the seasons as we take more photographs during the year. We dance here at 7.00am on May Day.
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Meanwhile, on May Day 2013, suspended solely by his new ‘Anniversary Handkerchieves’
Cliff demonstrates the ‘Morris Hover’ on the left here, and later the same day at
Storrington First School, a whole Side show that lift-
This year, our sponsors, who help out with the costs of our printed programme, are:
Our home pub, The Royal Oak, Wineham (The Royal Oak facebook site);
Evonprint, our programme printers (www.evonprint.co.uk) and
Wobblegate Apple Juice and Cider, of Mill Farm, Bolney (www.wobblegate.co.uk) which
is where we hold our Apple Howling every January around Twelfth Night -
We are celebrating our sixtieth year by dancing in and around Sussex, as well as farther afield, and would love to see you at some of our events this year. As well as some Background to Morris in General, and Chanctonbury Ring Morris Men in particular, our History pages offer more detail. See Our Sixtieth for more details of our Diamond Jubilee.
We always welcome new men to join the side -
For any information not shown in these pages or to get in touch with us for any reason whatever, just click on Links. We have put direct routes to some other local Morris Sides in our Friends and Neighbours page.
And of course we must not forget that our Morris Sticks are provided by the good folk at Sussex Wildlife Trust, who harvest them especially for us every winter.