Portugal: Madeira
A pile of clothes lies untouched in the corner of my room. A year ago grows closer. I wake up to find the world is all highlights and shadows. The […]
Tag Archives: Hiking
The Ridgeway: Overton Hill to Barbury Castle
I cut across three counties. Hampshire, Berkshire, into Wiltshire. The road is quiet. Early by anyone’s standard on a Sunday. Rachael and I had talked, if not twice then more, […]
The United Kingdom: The Rollright Stones
The glitter sparkle of ice in light. Tiny crystals in the grass, on the pavement. From the height of the train, Basingstoke almost appears to be in a valley. Can’t […]
The United Kingdom: Three Castles Path (Tunworth to Winchfield)
When I first started exploring my back yard again, I tried to mix it up. Now I’ve settled into familiar, favourite routes. No surprise to find they follow parks and […]
The United Kingdom: Once, Twice, Again.
Christmas comes but once a year and seems to last for 6 to 8 weeks. Advertising campaigns insist we must continue to spend money we don’t have on things we […]
The United Kingdom: Leftovers
The Basingstoke Half Marathon starts at 11am. If I had my way we’d be almost done by then rather than just setting off. Dave, Mike and I mill about in […]
New Zealand: At Trail’s End
There is no more trail left to walk. A lie. There will always be more trails to walk. I’ve finished one of them, that’s all. This is it though, the […]
Te Araroa: Whakahoro
I endure a troubled night. Knowing what’s to come or that my alarm might wake up four others? I set off under a handful of stars. The moon burns white […]
Te Araroa: The Tongariro Alpine Crossing
On my day off I do nothing. A perfect rest day. I get up for breakfast and go back to bed. I get up for lunch and go back to […]
Te Araroa: The Timber Trail
The earliest opening cafe is closed due to a member of staff testing positive for covid yesterday. A close call. Now I haven’t eaten and have to find somewhere else […]
I Don't Have The Map 