I remember a night in the Cairngorms back in 2014, huddled under a tarp in a relentless sleet storm, listening to the rhythmic, hollow thud-thud …
R-value Is the Number That Decides Your Night


I remember a night in the Cairngorms back in 2014, huddled under a tarp in a relentless sleet storm, listening to the rhythmic, hollow thud-thud …

I’ve spent twenty-two years watching people make the mistake of buying gear based on a shiny brochure rather than the reality of a damp tent …

I remember sitting in a damp tent in the Cairngorms back in 2012, listening to the wind whip against the flysheet and realizing that my …

I remember waking up on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, shivering not because of the temperature, but because my sleeping bag felt …

I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, watching a group of hikers try to “outsmart” a sudden deluge by huddling …

I remember a night on the edge of the Cairngorms back in 2012—I was leading a group of three, and we’d all made the mistake …

I once spent four hours in a sodden hollow near the Cairngorms, shivering in a downpour because I’d prioritized finding a flat spot over checking …

I was standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of hikers try to pitch a high-tech, ultralight tent on …

I’ve spent more years than I care to admit watching people arrive at a beautiful, remote glen, only to spend the next six hours fighting …

I spent three hours last Tuesday watching a well-meaning couple struggle to pitch a high-tech, ultralight tent in a steady drizzle, only to realize they …