Tree Love and a Good Walk Spoiled ?

Tree Love and a Good Walk Spoiled ?

Although there’s some controversy over who actually uttered this well-known quote, with people usually ascribing it to Winston Churchill or Mark Twain, the fact remains that hitting a small ball with a stick over a long distance to a small hole, is a singularly odd pastime and one I struggle to understand the obsession for. … Continue reading

The Liebster Award

I’d like to thank Gina (@CumbrianBlondie) for nominating me via her blog – The Adventures of Cumbrian Blondie. The Liebster Award was originally an idea to spread by word of mouth (or should that be word of type?) blogs with relatively low readerships – not because they’re crap, but more because people might not have … Continue reading

Beer and Bogs in Borrowdale

Beer and Bogs in Borrowdale

The Day After the Night Before No one had seemed that bothered about staying in the pub, helped by the live music act’s rather dubious renditions of what had up to that point been some well-loved songs, and so we all decamped to, errr camp. An evening sat around the camp, warding off midges and … Continue reading

The 10-in-10 (ish)

The 10-in-10 (ish)

The first thing I saw as I stepped off the bus at Rosthwaite, a stop short of where I ought to, was Eagle Crag, one of my most favourite fells, peering out from behind Rosthwaite Fell. This just reminded me that it’s ages since I’ve been to Borrowdale. Quite apart from the challenge itself, it … Continue reading

Training for the 10 in 10

Training for the 10 in 10

With the 10-in-10 approaching fast, some training was called for if I was to maintain any of the hill fitness from my Southern Fells trip for long enough to have a hope of getting me through the challenge itself. Where I live is really flat and some of it is even below sea level, (well … Continue reading

Some Favourite Southern Fells

Some Favourite Southern Fells

Day 1 – Friday 6 June A few squirts of air into the Airbeam frame of my new Gossamer Gear Mariposa Pack and then I swung it up onto my shoulder and left the house for the short walk to the station. It’s usually on the walk to the station that I begin to suspect … Continue reading

On the Edge of the North Sea

On the Edge of the North Sea

The waves rolled onto the empty beach, depositing yet more soapy residue to add to the giant bubble party already in progress. I continued along the beach, gusting wind roaring in my ears. Nearby, an oversized seagull watched me impassively from its vantage point atop a rock, then took off to circle vulture-like overhead, waiting … Continue reading

The bridal hill formula

The bridal hill formula

With my current work contract drawing to a close, and more hill time coming, I’ve been mulling over some potential Lakes trips for the next few months. Trips which are getting harder and harder to plan as I home in on completion of the Wainwrights, reducing my stock of new hills to bag. Living such … Continue reading

A Night in Holyrood Park

A Night in Holyrood Park

Somewhere behind me the sun was falling headlong towards the horizon as I walked down the Royal Mile. First stop was Sainsbury’s to pick up my hilltop supper, followed by the chip shop where I fuelled myself for the next few hours. I arrived at the bottom of the Mile and paused a few moments … Continue reading

Stranded

Stranded

I knew it was going to be windy, and I expected the flight home from Edinburgh to be a bit bumpy, but the captain’s announcement that City Airport was shut was not what I wanted to hear. Especially as we were pretty much in the air over my house at the time. Worse, all of … Continue reading