A Night Up Red Tarn

Getting Away After eight gruelling weeks of Boxing training (charity event….which I lost by the way) I was set and packed for the the fells just two days after the bout. It had felt like, ages since I was last… Continue Reading…


Bust Bladders and Pissy Longjohns : A Cheviots Wildcamp pt 2

On The Trail As I said, on the way up, the weather looked great. Blue sky and sunshine covered the fells in all directions. This┬áCheviots wildcamp however would show me just how brutal the weather up here can be. Miguel… Continue Reading…


Bust Bladders and Pissy Longjohns : A Cheviots Wildcamp pt 1

F*cking Rush Hour The chance to camp in the Cheviots had come round again but I was having a mare trying to get there.The traffic was horrendous!!!! I only had to drive up two friggin’ roads. One being the A1… Continue Reading…


Train Hopping and Roseberry Topping

Roseberry Topping Microadventure Have you ever been woken up to the sensation of rain on your face? Not heavy, depressing rain we are so often used to in this country, but as Peter Kay says, “That fine stuff that soaks… Continue Reading…