Day 4 The rain and wind didn’t let up for a moment during the nights camping on the beach at Corpach Bay, at least a few hours sleep were had and I found comfort in being wrapped up warm and snug protected from outside where the gusts howled in from the sea and nylon took […]Read more "Come Rain, Come Shine: A Backpack round the West Coast of Jura part 2"
Day 1 There was a buzz of excitement as I lugged my bike on to the train in Nottingham on Saturday morning, although I had to go through the usual process of checking and asking if I was on the train about ten times there was an unusual sense of order and organisation, something that […]Read more "A Pietastic BikePack round the Peak District"
Having missed the connecting train from Sheffield by about 5 minutes I mooched to a nearby cafe to stare at a map of the Dark Peak with a strong cup of coffee to decide where to spend the night. The combination of a warm and dry September and a bit of time on my hands […]Read more "A Bivi in the Wild Nothing"
Just about a month ago I spent a few days working my way up over the Pennines from Edale. With the exception of one exceptionally blustery night in a bivi bag where the wind howled across the hills and the rain hammered down I was otherwise fortunate to enjoy bright, clear and dry conditions. I’m hoping […]Read more "A sunrise over Bleaklow in early March"