Cité en 1827,  par Vasse en 1846 (tenue par Mme Souka), par Baedeker en 1866 et par Crépin en 1870 ( tenu par Mme Wilmotte et ses deux filles)
détruit le 24 décembre 1944.

"...Nous gagnons Rochefort en traversant les campagnes pelées de la Famène. Rochefort est le rendez-vous des voyageurs qui vont visiter la Grotte du Ham. C'est de préférence dans l'auberge tenue par les demoiselles Souca que se rendent les amateurs de la nature, qui croient qu'un bon déjeuner prépare délicieusement aux émotions d'un voyage pittoresque. On nous présenta le registre des étrangers, et force nous fut, par honnêteté, d'ajouter à la respectable liste deux noms insignifians de plus. "  L'Hermite en Belgique, 1827



"At Rochefort, there is one of the most comfortable little country inns I have ever met with, the auberge de I'Etoile, kept by the Widow Souka. The house is a pattern of neatness, and the cuisine tolerably good. The traveller may rest here , in a beautiful part of the country, having an excellent bed, breakfast, dinner, and supper, for the sum of three francs a day. The view from the old castle which crowns the height above the village , will amply repay the trouble of the ascent, llochefort lies on the river de l'Homme, and though there is no good fishing in the immediate vicinity ."

"...After five hours' drive we reached Rochefort. By the dint of sundry knockings we aroused the inmates at the Hotel d'Etoile. Fires were out, coffee not to be had ; so we were compelled to put in practice the gipsy proverb, " He who sleeps dines."
In that sense we made a very hearty meal. The morning's sun, now risen some hours, called us away therefrom. We descended to be gladdened by the sight of an old English friend."

Hotel De L'etoile, clean, civil, and reasonable.
This is a fine old picturesque town, one mile from the Station, surrounded by walls and surmounted by a ruined castle, where Lafayette waa made prisoner by the Anstrlans 1792.
Rochefort is in the heart of the Ardennes, and is capital head-quarters for tourists. sportsmen, and anglers. Excursions may be made in all directions, and the country abounds in game, and the rivers teem with fish; living, also, is very reasonable
Bradshaw"s guide, 1866

Rochefort was a bright little village, with the remains of a castle upon a hillock, near the main street; and I was fortunate enough to find a clean-looking inn, whose pretensions seemed, however, humble. Madame Souza was my hostess, and I am glad to be able to publish the name of one who treated me with such civility (and it will not be in vain that I have mentioned her, if the public looks upon my efforts with indulgence).