I was standing on a sodden ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, my fingers so numb I could barely grip my pen, trying to …
Turning Sightings Into Data Somebody Uses
Midges Will End a Trip Faster Than Weather
I remember sitting in a damp tent in the Cairngorms three years ago, listening to the relentless, rhythmic thwack of a heavy-duty fly swatter against …
The Complete Guide to Where You Can Walk
I remember standing in a sodden, waist-deep peat bog back in 2014, trying to explain to a very frustrated group of walkers why we couldn’t …
The Complete Guide to Leading a Group
I once spent four hours huddled under a granite overhang in the Cairngorms, watching a group of “highly prepared” hikers stare blankly at a map …
Camping When the Tent Is an Oven by Seven
I remember a night in the Cairngorms three years ago when the temperature didn’t drop a single degree after sunset. I was tucked into my …
Plb or Satellite Messenger: Which and Why
I was standing on a granite ridge in the Cairngorms, watching a group of hikers realize that their “smart” device was nothing more than a …
Hiking With Children Without Anyone Crying
I once spent four hours in a damp valley near the Cairngorms, watching a father try to navigate a steep scree slope while his six-year-old …
Using a Bat Detector on a Summer Evening
I remember standing in a sodden, wind-whipped valley in the Peak District three years ago, staring at a piece of kit that cost more than …
Building a Platform and Anchoring in Snow
I remember sitting in a bivvy bag somewhere near the Cairngorm plateau in 2012, listening to the wind scream against the flysheet and realizing I’d …
Being Found: Whistle, Torch and Bright Colours
I remember a Tuesday in late November, standing on a sodden, featureless ridge in the Cairngorms, watching a client try to use a cheap, plastic …