I realise I’ve done my usual 12 that I liked the most from the year. But I wanted a mulligan. A do over. A bit late, but such is life. Nor is it just twelve. Overall, I took a lot of photos I like. A mixture of digital and film again. Lots from the Leica Q and the M6. Many… Read more →
Got my head back together. Camera out. Point at things. Make images. Travel. See things and places. Spring so very close now. Body waking up again. Wales and the Dales.Great to be out in sunlight again. Running up high. Walking down low. Read more →
Only two decent images I took that are not on film, and un-developed. A trip to Scotland. Lots of work. Read more →
Quiet month. Back climbing. New job. Not a huge amount of images made. More than February. A month I’ll probably skip. Don’t remember much of it to be honest. Probably not a bad thing. Read more →
I’m going to try to document the races I do this year, I’ve gotten out of the habit since the Tour Divide. ~~ Wales in winter, it was either going to be wet or wet. Oddly, it was snowy, quite snowy. A trip down to North Wales knowing you’re going to be out running a mountain marathon in thigh deep… Read more →
That weird month. Made worse by me mostly shooting film and having nothing developed. Definitely getting to be winter now. Heating on most days. Warm tops and bottoms on. But still no snow, no ice, few frosts. An odd one so far. Read more →
12 images from the year gone. One a month. Read more →
More running. The November tradition that is the Shepherds Skyline was as excellent as ever, great to be out shooting at this one while marshalling with the tiny one. A dry Marl Pitts XC….what the actual f***? Never, ever have I heard of this being a thing. Blue skys and no wind. A perfect day for a race and some… Read more →
Crosscountry season arrived with a thud. Fast but windy opener at Leigh. Monster was in her element running around clapping at people. No mud to play in though. Only one big run for me, but my first since the ankle screwing injury at the Saunders. 28km in the Lakes on my own with 3,000m of vertical and 8 Wainrights ticked.… Read more →
People fear change. I certainly used to. It made me uncomfortable. A difference to what I was used to. A switch in my ingrained patterns. Having to climb out of my rut and look around at what else is on offer. I avoided it. Coasted along. Festered in some cases. Last year I decided to make a big change. To… Read more →