Looking across the Lake District

Why I head to the hills

I'm not a summit bagger. Sure, I like the sense of achievement that comes from getting to the trig point at the top of a hill/mountain. Ok, I admit that I have a summit ritual (once around the trig point, or cairn, in an anti-clockwise direction). Yes, I hate accepting defeat and retreating off a … Continue reading Why I head to the hills


I love your smile

My husband picked up his bike and hooked it over his head, across his shoulders. Oh dear lord, this was not going to be pretty!  He loves cycling uphill, the gnarlier the better! We'd set off on the hottest, most humid day of the year so far (I'd been told that the warm winds we … Continue reading I love your smile