SENSE OF HERE
A darkening sky to the west. The start of the storm rolling in

Storm at 414 metres

Storm at 414 metres N54° 25.807′  W3° 04.742′ in the black pitch of our tent we have entered the breathed-out silence of a sleep that floats on moss and mountain air

Prepping tea and soaking up the last rays of the sun

Storms and one-eyed frogs

July 23, 4pm It’s hot, very hot. Must be 25 degrees or more, the sun is burning, there’s barely any wind and we’re wet with sweat. We’ve just set off from Elterwater to begin our ascent through the… Read More