TweetSome time off school and a lot of film developed. Read more →

TweetSome time off school and a lot of film developed. Read more →
TweetI 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 →
TweetI’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 →
TweetThat 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 →
TweetMore 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 →
TweetCrosscountry 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 →
TweetA busy month. A new job in teaching. Learning on the fly. Too much time taken by thinking and learning. I had two chances to get some time to do rather than think. A weekend in the Lakes teaching navigation to fell runners. The second, helping at our mountain rescue teams new downhill fell race with Calder Baby 1. Read more →
TweetSix months of waiting. Six months of hoping for good weather. Six months of wondering if any one of us would pull the plug and ruin it all. Paddy Englishman, Paddy Irishman and Paddy Australianman walk into a pub in Wales. It’s cold. Wet. Windy. They’ve sacked off a climb to sleep in a field and get some hot food.… Read more →
TweetJuly consisted of two things – a trip to the Isle of Man, and quitting my job. I’d not been to the Isle of Man in over 20 years. When a round of the English fell championships was announced we made plans to go straight away – on another note, being a sovereign country, I have no idea how a… Read more →
TweetI never worried about the tops I ticked when I went to Scotland to climb in the past. A year ago, I started to wonder if I’d be willing to put the time in to working on all the Munros before I can’t walk, run and climb any more. I Figured it’d be a good thing to do as the… Read more →