One Bright Day
With only the odd calm day sandwiched between storms I was amazed when one actually coincided with a day I was free to ‘head for the...
Read MoreWhy Walk Wainwrights?
When I first returned to Cumbria I just walked. Anywhere. I had a dog, Rosie, and she needed to go out anyway. After living in...
Read MoreWalking the Wainwright List
Sometimes I think that I would be better off joining a gym. It would be warm. It would be dry. There would be wonderful aromas. It would...
Read MoreWatery Winter Walking
Wipers fought hard to clear the screen as I drove over Shap. On the quieter A591 water dripped from drooping branches, seeped across the...
Read MoreHistory Lesson
A few months ago I was scrabbling about in the ‘bargain bin’ at a local farm shop and pulled out The Tarns of Lakeland by John and Anne...
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