Sometimes the days turn to weeks and the weeks turn to months. I presently have a backlog of trips to post going back almost six months; the furthest back was an amble around Cross Fell and the Milburn Forest in the North Pennines, there was a freezing trip around the Carmarthenshire Fans, umpteen fell runs and races and an […]Read more "Bear with me…"
A few photos of a few places taken over the last twelve months; some with the kids, some with friends, mostly alone. Some from trips that were many months in the making, others from trips that were planned an hour before leaving the house. Numerous trips were cancelled, postponed and rearranged due to what’s been something of an […]Read more "2016 “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”"
In early October it was still possible to sleep out in a light summer bag and not feel too much of a chill in the night, one last trip before breaking out the winter gear and it’s always good to keep the weight down when you have a boat strapped to your back. A pre-dawn start had me arriving […]Read more "You can’t come here on that"
A few photos taken on my phone during a run around Kinder on a Sunday in early December. The route set out from Hayfield and followed the whole plateau edge clockwise from Kinder Low in vague preparation for the Marsden to Edale fell race in January. The idea was to see if I could run 20 […]Read more "A circumambulation of the dark peak"
Another overdue write up; the year has been rich with trips out to new places but poor in time to get around to writing about them. This escapade took place back in July 2016, the summer of one of the warmest years on record, however I can still recall standing near the shore of Loch Nevis in the […]Read more "Shivering in July: A packraft trip in the northwest"
The holidays were fast drawing to a close, school and September were looming and we still hadn’t arranged any kind of a holiday. Buying a house that (still) needs rewiring and a new boiler whilst living off one income has meant luxuries like holidays have had to take a rain check for the time being. […]Read more "The young man goes up the old man with his old man"
We left the car just outside of the deserted hamlet of Bowscale on a baking hot June afternoon, both of us smothered in sun cream and each carrying a pack for the night. Initially we counted our blessings for the idyllic summer conditions; pale blue skies framing fells carpeted with lush greens and yellows, there was also the promise of some […]Read more "missing the summit not missing the point"