mountains of my life
The mountains of my life: Ben Nevis
This blog post is part of a series of articles on mountains that have a special significance for me. See also: Bowfell, Tryfan, Stob Ban, Castor, and Aonach Dubh. Like most people, I first climbed Ben Nevis via the Pony Track: a relentless grind up the bleak western flanks of
The mountains of my life – Castor, my first Alpine peak
~ My brother James and Castor in the Swiss Alps ~ This blog post is part of a series of articles on mountains that have a special significance for me. See also: Bowfell, Tryfan and Stob Ban. By early 2007 I was immersed in the culture and history of mountaineering. I had
The mountains of my life – Stob Ban, my first Munro
This blog post is part of a series of articles on mountains that have a special significance for me. See also: Bowfell and Tryfan. My hillwalking apprenticeship was played out in the Yorkshire Dales, the Lake District, and North Wales, but by 2006 my sights were set on more ambitious
The mountains of my life – Tryfan
This blog post is part of a series of articles on mountains that have a special significance for me. See also: Bowfell. Two weeks ago I wrote a little about how climbing Bowfell was an important right of passage for me as a hillwalker. Today I would like to talk
The mountains of my life – Bowfell
There’s a folder on my hard disk called “Pictures”. Everybody has one like it. The humble Pictures folder may be an utterly ordinary part of modern life, but I also think it’s one of life’s under-appreciated wonders. Delve into that folder and you will relive old memories;