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.”"
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"
Whilst the light has been long, time has been short. About a month ago there were just hours to make for the national park on the doorstep to run with a light pack till its too dark to carry on, spend the night in a bivi and run back at dawn. I packed light so all […]Read more "Running on the moors and sleeping in a bag"
A night camped out on the lonely grassy moors around Bleaklow almost feels like returning home after a longer trip. Having nearly dried out from a spectacular backpack in the northwest highlands a few weeks had passed, which is just long enough for itchy feet to be setting in, a simple night on the hills was needed. Only an hour away by […]Read more "Something simple"
28km with 2986m ascent over 3 days The last trip to Snowdonia was about six months ago just before solstice, three long days walking alone in the lush green valleys and along an empty Nantlle ridge with a light pack in perfect weather, endless sunshine with an occasional warm breeze, the June light lasted long enough […]Read more "Blizzards, Spindrifts and a Frozen Beard: A Winter Backpack in Carneddau"
Seeing as the festive period is a time when you are widely encouraged to indulge yourself, it made sense to spend some time doing what I love. This was my first ever christmas away from the boys and although I’d had numerous offers from friends and family to spend the day with them, wherever I […]Read more "“let it snow, let it snow, let it snow”"
37km over a day and a half In an attempt to save a few hours I drove up to Northumberland after finishing work at 3pm on a Saturday afternoon in early October. The rationale being that I could park up somewhere quiet and sleep in the car and make an early start on Sunday morning. […]Read more "Bottomless bogs and barn owls: A backpack in the Cheviots"