My First Christmas Jumper!

I had three main aims when, over a year ago, I first contemplated the idea of forming a local walking group. 1. To ensure I got off my backside and out into the hills on a regular basis‌‌ 2. To visit new areas of Andalucia and discover mountain ranges that I never had time to […]

First tentative steps up a mountain

I climbed my first hill in 1963, the year that President Kennedy was shot and when I was just eight years old. My Dad was an accountant and had a job doing the books of a pub in Appleby in Cumbria. On a day off he drove me to the village of Dufton and we […]

Skiing with Rita in the Back Garden

A short video showing you one of the main reasons why I so love it here. Driving uphill on dirt tracks from my house I quickly reach some really beautiful and natural mountain environments. I enjoy a short ski tour with my dog, Rita, my first ski since injuring a knee a few years back. […]