The last day of our holiday was greeted, when we opened the curtains, with a distinct lack of inclemency in the weather. The storm that had us pinned down for 24 hours had gone its prevailing way as quickly as … Continued
We had done our prep. Walked out to the Playa de San Joan and, cycled up the switchbacks to the Ermita de la Victoria. We’d seen signs for hikers all over the peninsular and had acquired enough maps from the Port … Continued
The 1,000 mile challenge set by Country Walking magazine. What can I say? Smashed it. To all manner of smithereens. 500 to be precise, having passed the 1,000 miles on the 9th of September, I pushed on. And on. And … Continued
According to the Met Office website, on the 21st of October 2017 the resulting weather system after the Hurricane Ophelia resulted in Storm Brian being given its name by Met Éireann. As fate would have it, this was also the weekend … Continued
London must have started spinning. Not only that, it must have started spinning at such a rate that it is has developed its own gravitation pull to such an extent that, on Friday 3rd August 2017, it was almost impossible … Continued
Well, not only have I been rubbish in art of blogging recently, I have also been pretty shocking in actually getting out there and walking. This should pick up with August upon us and a summer holiday packed full of … Continued
Since coming back from the West Highland Way and making sure I didn’t incur the wrath of medical professionals, I have been mainly resting up to avoid any lasting effects from injuries sustained on the West Highland Way. So although … Continued
Saturday 22nd April. 7:45 in the morning. Waiting for a coach to Glasgow. I have waved goodbye to the bronzed statue of the walker at end of the trail and walked up the high street one last time. A week … Continued
As Ash and I wanted to get started on our final 15 miles to Fort William at 8 am, the morning ritual of bag packing started at its usual, ridiculously early time with the customary undoing of Gigantor’s disgorging from the … Continued
My first look out of the Hobbit Hut at 7 am showed a landscape bereft of the mountains of the previous night. Somebody had clearly stolen those to the left, right and centre of me and if it wasn’t orcs or hobbits, … Continued