Hiking

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 …

I remember standing on a col in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of otherwise capable walkers try to “power through” a sudden …

I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, watching a group of incredibly well-equipped hikers stare blankly at their phones while …

I remember standing on a featureless plateau in the Cairngorms, watching a group of hikers stare in panicked silence at a frozen handheld unit. The …

I remember a group I led back in 2014, somewhere in the Cairngorms, when the mist rolled in so thick you couldn’t see your own …

I remember a Tuesday in late October, standing on a sodden ridge in the Cairngorms, watching a group of otherwise capable hikers stare at a …