Day 12: Storey Arms to Llyn y Fan Fawr – Making up lost ground That “night in” did me a power of good, especially as I’d arrived at camp fully laden with water and early enough to simply chill out … Continue reading Cambrian Way #5: Storey Arms to Llandovery (Days 12-13)
Day 10: Friday 11 July 2014 – Filling in the Blanks I woke early to a gloomy and rainy world. Thankful that I’d all but completed the packing the night before, it didn’t take me long to get the last … Continue reading Cambrian Way #4: Merthyr to Storey Arms (Days 10 – 11)
As Cath headed back to the bus stop, I turned my attention to the road walk out to Hartsop. Sat on the step of Patterdale post office while devouring my lunch, a battle had been raging in my head between … Continue reading Out in the Eastern and Far Eastern Fells – Part 2
Stuart was staring at his phone as I made a beeline for him through the crowd at Manchester Piccadilly – not difficult as he tends to stand head and shoulders above everyone else. Within a few minutes we were in … Continue reading Modelling on the Pennine Way
Day 1 After four hours in the car, we pulled up by the Cornewall-Lewis memorial in New Radnor, and I couldn’t wait to get out of the car and escape David’s not very satisfactory attempts at navigation. Not that that … Continue reading The geography field trip
What with work commitments and leaving it late to make the final arrangements, the original intention to do the Cambrian Way in one 3 week (ish) adventure had to be reconsidered, and I planned a shorter trip to do as … Continue reading Trip Report: Cambrian Way Phase 1
I lay in my sleeping bag nervously watching the tent flexing and straining under the force of the icy wind blowing down from the head of Eskdale, hoping it would hold as it was now too dark to shift camp to somewhere more sheltered. Memories of a past windy camp came back to both haunt me and at the same time boost my confidence that my tent would hold… Next morning I emerged to the new snowfall, pulling on my outer layers in the biting cold and tunneling my way out through the snowdrift surrounding Monica to inspect her sorry and bedraggled state after a night standing up to the Lake District winter…
I stood outside Llandudno Junction station waiting for Rich, due a few minutes after me, little realising that Lee was already there sitting in his car about 100ft away. Rich arrived and we stood around like spare parts waiting for … Continue reading 2 Days in the Southern Carneddau
After I had to abort my Far Eastern fells trip back in July, a second attempt was always going to be on the cards. This time, though, the weather was, for the most part, more favourable. Here’s the story. Planning … Continue reading Trip Report: Far Eastern Odyssey – The Redemption
Last night certainly put the wild into wild camping. 7 hours of constant heavy rain and strong winds battered the tent, and with each climactic gust I watched for signs that my shelter wasn’t going to hold.
Continue reading “Positive Mental Attitude”
Thursday was always predicted to be the worst day in terms of weather but even so the forecast I picked up on Wednesday morning seemed better than before I left home. How wrong I was.
Continue reading “The wind and my 11 inch sausage”
I ambled along Fenchurch Street, by now used to the looks of mild disdain that the sight of a guy dressed for the outdoors and carrying a rucksack evokes in city folk. I left them to hurry on to their early heart attacks while I headed for nature’s playground, deriving extra satisfaction from the fact that it’s a Tuesday and I’ve finished with work for the week. Continue reading “The Odyssey resumes”
The sky darkened and rain streaked across the carriage window as the train drew further north. Not a good sign. Time to put some faith in the weather forecast, which had remained consistent over the last few days, promising largely dry conditions with the odd shower and light breezes. Not perfect, but certainly sounding better than the Lake District the week before, which had led to abandonment of the trip. I really wanted this one to go a bit better… Continue reading “Trip Report: Yorkshire 3 Peaks TweetMeet”
Sunday 1 July
Today was a severe test of resolve and several issues were thrown my way. Not all of them were successfully resolved.
I’ve now done 150 of the 253 English Nuttalls, meaning they’re 59% complete, and by the corresponding stage in my Wainwright round I’d long had my final fell lined up. Indeed before I was 40% through the Wainwrights, this was clear. So it’s definitely not too early to start thinking about my last Nuttall. The only reason for doing this is to make sure that I don’t end up finishing on some dreary top that only just scrapes in as a Nuttall on a technicality, and has little to commend it. I’m simply not prepared to just leave it to chance. Continue reading “Planning my last Nuttall”