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I was crouched in a patch of gorse three years ago, my knees aching and my fingers numb from a biting Atlantic wind, waiting for …

I once spent six hours huddled under a granite overhang in the Cairngorms, watching a client try to “power through” a mounting headache with nothing …

I remember a group I led in the Cairngorms three summers ago; they had every piece of high-tech, moisture-wicking gear money could buy, yet they …

I once spent four hours in a bivvy bag on a ridge in the Cairngorms, watching a group of hikers try to “layer up” using …

I once spent three hours on a ridge in the Cairngorms watching a group of well-equipped walkers descend into a very preventable kind of misery, …

I remember a Tuesday in the Cairngorms, about six years ago, when the wind was gusting at forty knots and the rain was coming in …

I spent ten years watching people buy the most expensive, high-tech training programs and carbon-plated shoes, only to see them struggle to maintain a steady …

I was standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms last October, watching a peregrine return to a ledge that had been stripped of its natural …

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 …