I remember standing on a scree slope in the Cairngorms back in 2012, watching a group of hikers freeze in excitement because they’d spotted a …
Disturbance: the Line You Cannot See but Animals Can


I remember standing on a scree slope in the Cairngorms back in 2012, watching a group of hikers freeze in excitement because they’d spotted a …

I spent three hours huddled under a granite overhang in the Cairngorms last November, watching a group of hikers realize that their “state-of-the-art” shells were …

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 …

I spent three hours last Tuesday watching a group of hikers huddled under a single, oversized canopy, looking utterly defeated because they’d followed a “complete …

I spent three years in my twenties watching people buy $40 leather-bound journals and expensive fountain pens, only to leave them sitting on a coffee …

I once spent four hours in a freezing, sodden hollow on the Cairngorms, trying to coax a group of otherwise sensible people out of a …

I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of hikers stare blankly at a high-end GPS unit as …

I’ve spent twenty-two years watching people treat their boots like disposable fashion statements rather than the vital pieces of survival equipment they actually are. Most …

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 remember a Tuesday in late October, somewhere in the Cairngorms, when the mist didn’t just roll in—it swallowed the world whole. I was leading …