Is there a summit somewhere in the world that you have reached more than once? Is there a cairn somewhere high up, that you have gotten used to seeing? That you could happily climb to another dozen times and not get bored of it? There is for me and it is called Corserine, a Corbett...
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Millfore is a hill I have walked past on multiple occasions. Each time, I have been going somewhere else and each time I have thought to myself: “I really ought to climb that one day”. I recently did bag this hill and I had such fun I decided to make a blog post on it!...
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The Wonderfully To-The-Point Sign I know what you’re thinking: “what’s so special about Ben Hope?”. Well, for one thing, it is the most northerly Munro. That alone makes it pretty special if you are interested in bagging the mountains that are ‘the most’ something. I’d already bagged Mount Keen, the most ea...
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My recent trip to Wales saw me do something I have wanted to do for years: bagging Snowdon, the largest mountain Wales (and the largest mountain in the UK out with the Scottish Highlands). At 3,560ft Snowdon even towers over some of Scotland’s Munro’s and I knew it would be a brilliant way to end...
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Ben Lomond is one of the most famous Munro’s in Scotland and I had completely ignored it. This wasn’t anything to do with the mountain itself, on the contrary, it always sounded like a spectacular summit in a beautiful location. However that popularity see’s about 30,000 visitors climb it every year which naturally puts me...
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Sometimes a great walk doesn’t need beautiful sunshine and blue skies: sometimes it needs rain, clouds and healthy dose of blizzard. That’s what I got on my recent hike up Hart Fell. Hart Fell is a Corbett lying about 6 miles to the north-west of the pretty little town of Moffat in Southern Scotland. At...
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My motivation for heading to the Lake District wasn’t just for a relaxing break. It was to do something I have never done before: to bag my first English mountain (A Marilyn). Initially, I had planned on going for the biggest mountain England had to offer: Scaffel Pike. However the atrocious weather before my trip...
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I love being out in the hills. The scenery, the quiet, the wildlife…it’s one of the most effective methods of relaxation I know. Amongst the heather you’ll be hard-pressed to find concrete, car engines or any other distraction of modern society. So on a sunny Sunday in February, I headed for the smallest of Dumfries...
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