Hiking

I remember a group I led back in 2014, halfway up a scree slope in the Cairngorms, when the leader decided he could “power through” …

I’ve sat in too many damp tents listening to the rhythmic, miserable whimpering of people who thought they could “tough out” a hot spot. There …

I’ve seen enough people standing on a ridge in the Lake District, staring at a descent they can’t finish because their feet have turned into …

I remember a Tuesday in the Cairngorms back in 2014, standing on a ridge in a horizontal sleet that felt like it was trying to …

I was standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of walkers freeze up because they’d waited until they were …

I remember a group I led back in 2014, halfway up a ridge in the Lake District, when the temperature spiked unexpectedly and the breeze …

I remember a Tuesday in late November, somewhere on a north-facing slope in the Cairngorms, when the wind was screaming and the visibility had dropped …

I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of hikers—all decked out in the latest “ultralight” tech they’d …

I can still smell the wet wool and the metallic tang of that first real sleet hit back in the Cairngorms—the kind that doesn’t just …