Brian and the Yorkshire Three Peaks

According to the Met Office website, on the 21st of October 2017 the resulting weather system after the Hurricane Ophelia resulted in Storm Brian being given its name by Met Éireann.  As fate would have it, this was also the weekend that the combined schedules of myself and a friend had settled on weeks before to complete the Yorkshire Three Peaks.  A weekend still within British … Continue reading Brian and the Yorkshire Three Peaks

August 2017 Monthly Babble: Five Peaks and a Zip Wire

London must have started spinning. Not only that, it must have started spinning at such a rate that it is has developed its own gravitation pull to such an extent that, on Friday 3rd August 2017, it was almost impossible to break free of the M25 Orbit. I managed to negotiate leaving work a whole 45 minutes early with the intention of getting away from … Continue reading August 2017 Monthly Babble: Five Peaks and a Zip Wire

June & July 2017 Monthly Babble

Well, not only have I been rubbish in art of blogging recently, I have also been pretty shocking in actually getting out there and walking. This should pick up with August upon us and a summer holiday packed full of walking intent, but first, what of June & July? Urban Walking Well, the first weekend of June didn’t quite go to plan, with the great … Continue reading June & July 2017 Monthly Babble

May 2017 Monthly Babble

Since coming back from the West Highland Way and making sure I didn’t incur the wrath of medical professionals, I have been mainly resting up to avoid any lasting effects from injuries sustained on the West Highland Way.  So although I haven’t done a great deal of walking, I have been doing a lot of planning, which I feel is almost exactly the same thing. … Continue reading May 2017 Monthly Babble

Days Nine & Ten: What the Fort William am I Still Doing Here or The only West Highland Way is Essex

Saturday 22nd April.  7:45 in the morning.  Waiting for a coach to Glasgow. I have waved goodbye to the bronzed statue of the walker at end of the trail and walked up the high street one last time. A week ago, I was in Drymen, shuffling around in my tent preparing for what was actually one of the hardest walks of the whole trail to … Continue reading Days Nine & Ten: What the Fort William am I Still Doing Here or The only West Highland Way is Essex

Day Eight: West Highland Waving goodbye to the trail

Kinlochleven to Fort William: 14.5 miles / 96.6 miles As Ash and I wanted to get started on our final 15 miles to Fort William at 8 am, the morning ritual of bag packing started at its usual, ridiculously early time with the customary undoing of Gigantor’s disgorging from the previous night, so as to be ready for breakfast at 7 am.  The tables were laid out … Continue reading Day Eight: West Highland Waving goodbye to the trail

Day Seven: Taking the stairs all the West Highland Way to the top

Glencoe Mountain Resort to Kinlochleven: 10.8 miles / 82.1 miles My first look out of the Hobbit Hut at 7 am showed a landscape bereft of the mountains of the previous night. Somebody had clearly stolen those to the left, right and centre of me and if it wasn’t orcs or hobbits, it must be the devil whose staircase I would be clambering up this morning. It … Continue reading Day Seven: Taking the stairs all the West Highland Way to the top