Hot on the heels of our moderately successful post ‘Hill Walking: A Manifesto for Londoners’, we’re proud to bring you ‘A Beginner’s Guide to Hill Walking’.
In a quiet distant corner of the Dove Valley, a dragon has lain sleeping for millions of years.
I own a tweed blazer and a flat cap, and my idea of ‘smart casual’ is essentially looking like a Geography teacher who discovered Timberland chukka boots.
A leisurely bimble through the beautiful Longshaw Estate.
If you’ve never walked through clouds on top of a hill before, let me be the first to tell you that they’re not fluffy. It’s a little bit like walking through sandpaper made from ice crystals that are being pelted at your face by gale-force winds.
Living in Nottingham, it’s easy to forget that not all of the Peak District is “basically 45 minutes away”.
Despite the gloom, rain and wind that had been over the Peaks all day, we made a pit stop at Higger Tor to watch the sun go down.
If you’ve ever suffered with anxiety and depression, a walk in the Peaks could be just what you need.