Sponsorship and influence

(TL:DR I’m not sponsored, nor am I ever likely to be)  A short, slightly ranty, explainer piece, to clear up a misconception, and a couple of snide, trollish* digs.  Digs about my status as a punter who’s somehow become a sponsored athlete and influencer.   To get that idea in Read more…

two stick figure runners, one holding half their leg with a speech bubble asking erm, have you got a plaster?

In My Bag: First Aid

One of a short series of pieces, looking at what I carry/use on solo, self-supported jaunts.  Though I hope folk find something helpful here, it’s just geekery really.  Why carry a first aid kit?   Well, habit for one.  And more practically if I get injured, I can maybe fix Read more…

Solstice

spacer Northern winter; at the turning of the year.  At the turning of nature’s year, not the turning of our human year.  Mistchill and windwhip swirl around the fell and valley blurring sound and sight.  Reminders this place of aeons old fort and ritual may be within Sheffield’s city bounds, Read more…

The Ridge, To Hope

spacer Car park; drop off, jump out; car door, shut. Wave K off, now; Run Mam Tor steps steep past scowling tourists. Quick, tap summit view guide then skedaddle fell shoes scarting on crumbling paving slabs where grass once grew. Run on Down now – more people; polite good afternoons Read more…

Emotional Mountains

I’m not one of those folk who ascribe motives or emotions to mountains.  A mountain, whether Kinder or K2, is just a lump of rock, maybe covered with slippery and/or squelchy bits.  Any treachery, cruelty, intimidation, or indeed welcoming friendliness, is our human projection; nothing more, nothing less.  A mountain Read more…