A poem for our times: written on a local hike just before the lockdown. There is hope at the end… The Keening Curlew Hail, blown by Artic Maritime wind Stings. Westmorland whitens, all sound freezes. I take shelter in a hill side lime kiln Stone cold. No fire here, all warmth has been mined. Pulling …
The joy of working as a Mountain Leader is not just having the privilege of sharing one’s love of the outdoors with others but also to use the experience as an opportunity to encourage people to reflect on matters important to them. I recently guided 3 people on a hike which involved ascending Helvellyn via …
I recently completed a Mountain Leader Qualification assessment: an intense, physically and mentally exhausting five days in the Cumbrian fells with two nights out in high winds and sub zero temperatures. We were continuously assessed on our navigation; both day and night, in all weathers and mostly off path, as well as group leadership and …