Hills

Another visit to Stanage Edge to admire the mighty Stanage Pole. This time with my daughter Isla in tow, rather than my mum. Strava link

Another enjoyable day out scrambling with my daughter Isla. The scramble itself is part of Route 27 in Scrambles In The Dark Peak by Tom Corker and Terry Sleaford. A wander along the north-western edge of the Kinder Scout plateau afforded some impressive views across to Manchester. We joined the Pennine Way for a short while, before heading back down the Snake Path. Strava link

I’m on a break between contracts this week, so decided to make the most of the good weather and headed into the Peak District to revisit Stanage Edge for the first time since 2000. Unlike my last visit twenty years ago, there were no ropes or belays involved this time. Instead my Mum and I had a leisurely wander in the blistering July sunshine up part of the Long Causeway, before taking some snapshots at the latest version of the historic Stanage Pole. ...

My daughter Isla pronounced our April walk up Pen-y-Ghent to have been “a bit boring”. Apparently she enjoyed the scrambling and the views but not the lengthy slog. Fair enough. So, looking for something more interesting for our next Dad and Daughter trip into the hills, I armed myself with a copy of “Scrambles In The Dark Peak” by Terry Sleaford and Tom Corker, and today we set off to tackle the first route in the book. ...

A lovely spring Sunday walk up Pen-y-ghent in the Yorkshire Dales with my daughter Isla (her first hike up a proper hill). It was most liberating to get out into the hills after so many months stuck at home or staying local due to the coronavirus pandemic.

Day One – Saturday 26th May 2018 Twenty years after bagging my first Munro – the dreary Meall a’ Chrasgaidh – and somehow developing an affinity for the Great Scottish Outdoors, I found myself heading northwards once again. Not this time in the company of my university friends, but instead with a ten-year-old boy in tow, namely my eldest Son, Benjamin. It was half-term holiday, he had just finished SATs, and I was hoping to prise him away from screens for a few days and to pass on some of my latent enthusiasm for the Highlands. ...

I’ve finally gotten round to processing and uploading photos from Paulo’s Last Munro weekend. The weather on Ben More was truly appalling, so the majority of the images were, unsurprisingly, taken within the cosy confines of the Craignure Inn, who gave us a wonderfully warm welcome.

Remind me again why I do this kind of thing in January? Thanks to Alex for the companionship on this greyest of days. Geal Charn (917m) A’Mharconaich (975m) Beinn Udlamain (1011m) Sgairneach Mhor (991m)

Popping my Torridonian cherry on Beinn Alligin. Sgurr Mhor (986m / 3235ft) Tom na Gruagaich (922m / 3025ft)

Two of the hills that rise above Glen Carron. Moruisg (928m / 3045ft) Sgurr nan Ceannaichean (915m / 3002ft)

A superlative day in the hills with Richard, Melanie, Hugh and Harriet. A cloudy start at low heights, but as we ascended higher we broke through a cloud inversion, being presented with stunning blue skies and incredible views across to Ben Nevis and the Carn Mor Dearg arete.

A great day bagging the two Munros that make up Beinn a’Bheithir – Sgorr Dheargh (1024m) and Sgorr Dhonuill (1001m)

The little sibling to Buachaille Etive Mor.

A couple of fine Grahams bagged on a short, steep lunchtime walk. Ben More Coigach (743m) Sgurr an Fhidleir (705m)

Four big ones in the bag, thanks to an overnight stay at Corrour Bothy: Braeriach (1296m) The Devil’s Point (Bod an Deamhain) (1004m) Cairn Toul (1291m) Sgor an Lochain Uaine (1258m) It was at some point on this day that my Nokia 5510, won during last year’s Nokia Game, got wet and died.