Reasons to go North

I’ve got used to mountain huts with rows of bunks, Youth Hostel dorms, And when in Vietnam, wooden benches with dilapidated mats on...

A dull day traipse over the moors from Grassington. A walk which I’m sure would be lovely if the sun were shining and the skylarks were...

Maps have become one of my vague obsessions. I have stacks of them. No matter how tatty or full of holes they become. Stuck together...

There are not many days where the skies are so clear. Where the whole of Cumbria stretches out. It was certainly a day to stop and “sniff...

Posted by reasons on Oct 1, 2016 in Blog, Cumbria, Walking | 0 comments

and back again. Sometimes the rain is a pain. Sometimes plans are change. Other times there is no choice but to go out anyway, and it is...