– recent journal entries –

Tales from Nowhere

‘Many places can feel like nowhere: a desert, an isolated village, even the middle of a bustling, impersonal city. And then something happens: an adventure, a revelation, an experience that changes the whole landscape. The discovery that every place is the center of...

Bouldering in Albarracin

In the last weeks of March, we took a trip to Albarracín, a small town in the south of rural Aragón. Tucked behind towering city walls on the curve of the Guadalaviar River, its quaint stone houses and sun soaked streets cling to the mountain side – a snapshot of...

The Yorkshire Three Peaks

We piled into the van at 6am in early March, pulling open the door to the musty smell of our hiking shoes and damp waterproofs. Having eased ourselves between bags of snacks and assorted Gore-Tex we set off for a small café which marks the start of the Yorkshire Three...

Van camping in the Peak District

I find the best plans are often the ones you make quickly, with barely enough time to sling your pack into the van and only the vaguest idea of a destination. A couple of weekends ago, we packed up the van and headed out into the countryside on a sub-zero Friday...

Reflections and resolutions

A year on, I’m revisiting my 2018 resolutions, reflecting on my achievements and squaring up to the things I didn’t do.

I quit social media for a week.

Is seeking validation from those I know and those I don’t damaging my self-perception? Have I begun to confuse my online self with the me I more often am?

Bouldering at Ash Head

''Those of us with adventure on our minds have a tendency to look outwards, to wider expanses in emptier corners of the map, but we forget what we might find right here at home''. One of the resolutions I made at the beginning of the year was to explore home more....

Lost in the Tramuntana mountains

Every mountain I’ve ever climbed has taught me at least one enduring lesson. The most memorable I learned in the Serra de Tramuntana, looking from my map to a mountain ridge, lost under a glaring Mediterranean sun. Last July, I packed a 50-litre backpack and boarded a...

Climbing out of depression

I’ve had many passions in my life, but none so sustained as my love for climbing. In primary school, logistical oversights spelled curtains for my earthworm collection. As a gap-toothed ten year old, my enthusiasm for football dwindled when I was dropped from the...

A snowy week in the Bavarian Alps

In January, Nathan and I spent some time in the German Alps, hiking in the snowy fir forests and climbing some of Bavaria’s most beautiful peaks. Salzburg to Berchtesgaden We arrived in Salzburg on the Saturday afternoon and bundled our gear into the backseat of...