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Beyond the Black Mountain
The Black Mountain is located to the far west of the Brecon Beacons, not to be confused with the Black Mountains that are situated to the east. I personally feel that the long north facing escarpment...
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A backpack to World’s End
The Panorama Walk is misnamed as it is actually a road that runs beneath the limestone escarpment to the south of Ruabon mountain. However it does offer some good spots to park the car and have a...
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Mountains, Marshes and Mosquitoes – Arctic Sarek 2015 (part 3)
Part one. Part two. Day 3 – 24th August I woke in the middle of the night feeling hot, sweaty and trapped. I fought my way out of my sleeping bag, got the door open and spent a couple of minutes on my...
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Mountains, Marshes and Mosquitoes – Arctic Sarek 2015 (part 5)
Part one. Part two. Part three. Part four. Day five – 26th August I was up and out of my tent by 7.00am. Chrissie was up before me, standing looking down at the river, her face full of worry. It was...
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Mountains, Marshes and Mosquitoes – Arctic Sarek 2015 (part 6)
Part one. Part two. Part three. Part four. Part five. Day Six – 27th August It felt rather novel laying in the Hilleberg Enan listening to the sound of wind and rain. I felt warm and snug and it was...
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Slackpacking Nidderdale
For some reason Nidderdale was not included in the Yorkshire Dales National park. It is a fine Dale and I have no idea why it was left out. I could do some research and use this blog as a vehicle to...
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When the Helm Wind blows – a North Pennine backpack
52 Kilometres with 1370 metres of ascent over three days. Dufton is one of my favourite English villages, well it is on a quiet Friday when the place appeared to be deserted. Two days later on a...
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The Dales south to north – a Monsoon backpack pt1
The last of the light was fading as I parked the van high on the moors near the Tan Hill Inn. I had set off from Nottingham in shorts and t-shirt but I found the breeze soon whipped away any semblance...
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The Dales south to north – a Monsoon backpack pt2
The Yorkshire Dales had vanished overnight. In its place had been left a ghostly world of damp swirling mist and heavy dew laden grass. It was not the most pleasant of experiences pulling on damp...
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Beauty and brutalism in the Brecon Beacons
Backpacking in mid November is a lottery where the odds are stacked against you. The forecast for last weekend was not very promising to say the least. The weather map had a big blob of blue over the...
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