I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, teeth chattering and visibility dropping to about ten meters, watching a group of …
The Signs Animals Leave Besides Footprints


I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, teeth chattering and visibility dropping to about ten meters, watching a group of …

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 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’ve sat on too many ridges in the Cairngorms watching people struggle with packs that were far too technical for what they were actually doing. …

I remember a group I was leading in the Cairngorms three years ago—it was late October, the wind was gusting at forty knots, and the …

I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of hikers freeze in place because they’d followed some glossy …

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’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 once spent six hours huddled under a limestone overhang in the Cairngorms, watching a group of well-meaning walkers try to navigate a descent in …

I spent three years as a ranger watching people stare at a patch of disturbed mud, clutching expensive field guides like they were holy relics, …