Enjoying wild places in The UK away from the crowds. The wilder the better!
Enjoying wild places in The UK away from the crowds. The wilder the better!
The sun streamed through the window in the roof to wake me for my third and final day in the area. A sleep marathon had been enjoyed and I felt very much refreshed. It is …
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After a long challenging hike across Knoydart on day one, it is safe to say that I very much enjoyed the sleep marathon than ensued at the end of it. The three of us ended …
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Everywhere we look these days there seem to be new housing estates being built with roads busier than ever. Our population has never been greater, yet it is still possible to escape all signs of …
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For those of you with an adventurous spirit or desire to get away from it all, Scotland is about as good as it gets. Most though head north through the central belt until they reach …
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Despite being early March, the weathermen were still talking about a twenty four hour snow fall hitting much of North Wales, Northern England and Southern Scotland. After a busy week both in and out of …
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When most think of Wales’ tallest mountain, I’m sure they think of or even remember journeys on the railway, walking well-known routes like The Pyg Track or even taking on the precarious Crib Goch. Look …
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There is far more to Snowdonia than taking one of the many ascents up the now named Yr Wyddfa. Yes Crib Goch and the many crystal clear plunge pools on The Watkin Path are incredible …
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After my first winter wild camp a few weeks ago, I found myself chomping at the bit to get another snowy fix as soon as I could. A cold spell had failed to deliver any …
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After visiting a friend in Manchester in between Christmas and New Year, I decided that a 96 mile detour via Snowdonia was in order on the way home. Any excuse to go back! My destination …
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As I sit here writing this from a mild and very green south east England, it is hard to believe that six days ago I was calf deep in snow and about to camp in …
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