Skiddaw and Blencathra often look like the northern walls of the Lake District. But behind them lies a region of smaller hills, green and rolling, with views across the Solway Firth into Scotland. Longlands Fell – Brae Fell – Great Sca Fell – Knott – Burn Tod – Trusmadoor –… Continue reading
With a couple of hours to spare on Sunday,it was decided to reacquaint ourselves with a walk we first did together 27 years ago,no pictures from then as I left the camera on the car roof as we set off for home. Continue reading
After a cancelled trip to Kos,it was decided on a weekend in the Highlands , a first for Beccy. Rather than opt for a kettle in a room,we decided on a luxury B&B in Spean Bridge. Having arrived on Friday early eve,Storm needed a walk . We opted for a… Continue reading
For three hundred and fifty years that I know of, and probably more besides, ancestors of mine lived within sight of Pendle, or not too many miles from the River Ribble. So I can claim a sort of “home turf” around Ribblesdale and its hills, but further north beyond the… Continue reading
During lockdown as all the trips that we had planned were getting cancelled and my disappointment and frustration was increasing, Erin mentioned to me that she’d seen a run online called Abraham’s Tea Round.Intrigued by the tea aspect, I thought it sounded like quite a jolly laid back affair and… Continue reading
The talk in our house has turned to Hair. Yes back in the day, long ago before t’virus when most current Members were in nappies, we all used to have lots of it. And of course, we went to see the musucal “Hair” with its hit song “This is the… Continue reading
Scouting has a great deal to answer for. It has to be the start of it all. Nights under canvas that smelt of must and damp, waking to dawn and opening the brailing letting the air in, fresh with the scents of the British countryside, fried breakfast, long hikes with… Continue reading
Over the weekend of the 6th to 8th of March and despite challenging and unpredictable weather throughout the winter season a team of seven club members headed north to Aviemore where, thankfully, decent winter conditions had established. Dave M and Steve M arrived a day early to climb on Friday… Continue reading
“Water water everywhere, nor any drop of snow…..” The famous line from the Rime of the Ancient Mariner needed only a tiny change to describe our warm, wet winter. The Ancient Mariner pointed wistfully into the distance, in search of winter conditions. But all that was to be seen, were… Continue reading
