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Archive of posts tagged walking

Mountains, valleys and the meaning of romance

We spent the weekend in Wales on what has become an annual tradition of post-winter walking loosely organised around a couple of friends birthdays. The location changes every year but this year we were based in a hostel in the Snowdonia National Park. By convention there are usually two walks, higher and lower. I opted [...]

Clinging to the side of a mountain

The trip up the tallest peak in Wales was a fairly interesting affair. It’s certainly not understood by one of our Danish hosts who despite working next to Snowdon has never been up it. Apparently the Danish don’t make a habit of walking up hills just for the hell of it. I guess not having [...]

Tenuous Grip

We have just returned from a weekend in the Peak District, ostensibly for walking although we stayed on for extra loafing and a Goose dinner on Sunday. The event is a regular birthday celebration/mass catering event held in various youth hostels near various peaks over the years. This was my second time attending and it [...]

Bad Ankles

On my way into work I popped into the local primary school (via the non-CRB cleared entrance naturally) to drop of the measuring trundle thing Fliss borrowed. My suggestion that I could have used the MyTracks GPS trace and walked around the allotment had been met with a raised eyebrow. There is something wrong with [...]

Requires webbed feet aparently.

As has been reported elsewhere we went for a training walk on Saturday. We caught the train from Waterbeach to Ely and walked back home. The route was 11 miles and fairly easy to follow. There was only one point where the compass was useful in validating we were going the right way. As mountain [...]