I was standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms last November, watching a pair of peregrines circle a crag, when I realized how much damage …
Feeding Birds Without Spreading Disease


I was standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms last November, watching a pair of peregrines circle a crag, when I realized how much damage …

I remember a group I led back in 2014, somewhere on the edge of the Cairngorms, when the mist rolled in thick and the temperature …

I remember a Tuesday in late October, somewhere on the edge of the Cairngorms, when the wind didn’t just blow; it bit. I was leading …

I’ve spent enough time on scree slopes in the Cairngorms to know that most gear advice is just expensive noise. You’ll see shops pushing carbon-fiber …

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’ve spent enough nights in a sodden tent, listening to the rain hammer against the flysheet while my spare socks felt like cold sponges, to …

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 once spent four hours in a horizontal downpour on the Skiddaw ridge, watching a client struggle to find his waterproof shell because he’d shoved …

I spent three years as a ranger watching people try to “improve” nature by forcing it into a shape that didn’t work, and a garden …

I remember standing on a scree slope in the Cairngorms, watching a perfectly capable walker try to “power through” a grade-two sprain because they didn’t …