8.6.13Walking with; Nobody The Lake District in sunshine is one of those rare, almost mythical events, like finding a teetotal prop forward or a South African vegetarian…….However days like yesterday are the ones that remind you that the English Lakes are on par with anywhere in the world. I’d initially planned for my visit to
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30.5.13Walking with; Nobody Another one of England’s big boys under my belt, but Skiddaw is doing it’s level best not to enthuse me. A couple of years ago I tried the ascent from Dodd, the cloud came down, my confidence evaporated and I gave up making a vertiginous descent down a gully off Longside Edge.
21/23.5.13Walking with; Nobody I love having the Peak District on my doorstep, it means when time is short or inclination is in lowish supply I can still get out and experience some of the finest countryside Britain has to offer without it really feeling like an effort….and so it was last week, two very different
13-15.5.13Walking with; Nobody Off to the Lakes again for comprehensive proof that in spite of last week’s Bank Holiday sunshine in Wales, Britain seems reluctant to shake off Winter just yet. I spent the morning in Ambleside touring the gear shops in search of a new jacket, I eventually settled on the Montane Superfly which
7/8.5.13Walking with; Ruthy Some of my earliest walking memories are of family outings to the Brecon Beacons where my Grandparents lived (and Grandmother still does). The names are evocative to me; The Sugar Loaf, The Table Mountain, The Blorenge and in my mind they have grown into epic mountain days, and so it was, that
23.4.13Walking with; Nobody After the trials and tribulations of a windswept Lake District last week it felt good to be back on familiar ground and to, maybe, just maybe, see Spring finally beginning to stir. Kinder is my “go to” hill, close enough to have a long day out and sleep in my own bed,
15/16/17.4.13Walking with; Nobody Illness had followed injury and I was itching to get out again and try the knee on something other than the grey, rain slick pavements of South Manchester. In my excitement I decided to dig out the tent and make it the first night under “canvas” of the year……..hmmmmm, perhaps a more
31.3.13Walking with; Rich After a couple of weeks of indolence as a result of a rugby obtained knee injury it felt good to be out and about even on the gentlest of ambles. I was in the Lakes on a stag do staying at the fantastically appointed Blencathra Centre, in the shadow of the eponymous
12.3.13Walking with; Nobody The skies were blue and the air crisp and I decided that such a day was not to be wasted in Manchester so, amidst the flurries of snow, headed off to do this walk which had been on my list for the past couple of weeks. As I headed towards Sheffield the
