Category Family trails
Summer slips into September; it seems only a few short weeks since I watched a shimmering solstice from a quiet beacon, yet somehow the equinox is almost here. Sunrises sharpen, leaves gently crispen and I wistfully pack away the light… Continue Reading →
I’m lying in bed in the T5, looking wistfully through the window at a gorgeous camping hut bathed in late evening sunshine. Lionel is lying on his bed, looking wistfully up at me. Lionel is in the dog house and… Continue Reading →
I’m cwtched under a duvet in a wooden chalet on wheels. It’s blowing an unseasonal hoolie, warm 50mph gusts buffeting the hut and whistling into the fading embers of a log fire. Late evening light glows through the curtains and… Continue Reading →
Unless you’re one of those hardy wild campers who’s just spent a harsh February perched on Striding Edge in a bivvy, drumroll… the camping season is about to begin! I regularly research bivvies and think about being a hardy wild… Continue Reading →
I was privileged recently to be asked to guest blog for Julia Bradbury’s site, The Outdoor Guide. Now you may have heard me once or twice mention that my forthcoming book is called Quiet Walks for Quiet Minds, so I… Continue Reading →
We are climbing Snowdon. Three generations, aged 11-74, me sandwiched in the middle with the continuing array of weird symptoms and a nose bleed at 3,000ft for good measure. Some Leeses express uncertainty that they’ll make it to the top…. Continue Reading →
