In which I get blown on a cliff top| Walking Away
A 6 or 3 mile (9.5 or 5 kilometre) walk from the village of Saksun on Stremoy island in the Faroe Islands to the black sand beach via the tidal lagoon. July, mist and fog. With the family. Pollurin was a natural harbour at the foot of Saksun village but one night there was a […]| Walking Away
A short hike through the village and up into the mountains surrounding Oyndarfjørður, on the north east tip of Eysturoy, one of the Faroe Islands. Around 4 miles, Summer, sun and cloud, light breez…| Walking Away
Section 4 of the Pilgrims’ Way where we go the wrong way, we find some excellent places to eat, and we walk up an inland beach| Walking Away
In which it finally stops raining and out comes the blue| Walking Away
In which I am haunted by signal failure in the Newark area| Walking Away
In which I go in search of Ebenezer Scrooge, just in time for Christmas.| Walking Away
In which I visit the rainforest| Walking Away
In which I go back to the stone age| Walking Away
In which I find some exceptional graffiti| Walking Away
In which I scale Britain’s third flattest highest point| Walking Away
In which I encounter a considerable body of water from every direction| Walking Away
In which I walk to market to sell my medieval eggs| Walking Away
In which I discover a lake district closer to home| Walking Away
In which I contemplate by the canal| Walking Away
In which I go underground looking for debauchery| Walking Away
In which I get hugely excited about a ferry driven by a man who looks like a ghost| Walking Away
In which we ramble above Dent defying the weather forecast| Walking Away
In which we take a wild easter walk into the hills and get squelched in a bog| Walking Away
In which we follow the pretty path to the cobbled village| Walking Away
In which I spend my birthday bagging the big one and stick my feet in the tarn| Walking Away
In which I find a perfect pathway and consider opting out of society once and for all| Walking Away
In which I go looking for invisible frogs, bag two peaks and have a massive cake| Walking Away
In which I go solo peak bagging and find a rotting sheep| Walking Away
In which I leave responsibility behind and go live by myself in a village in the dales| Walking Away
In which I get completely lost in the woods. Again.| Walking Away
In which I become very familiar with Welsh mud| Walking Away
In which I experience a considerable amount of rain and get lost a shocking number of times| Walking Away
In which we find the Skogsrå, the Swedish spirit of the forest| Walking Away
In which it is a small but very beautiful world| Walking Away
In which we squeeze the last fun out of the summer holidays| Walking Away
In which I ramble around the woodlands looking for pigs, but have to make do with a Martian invader.| Walking Away
In which I get up ridiculously early and get a mackerel sky, plenty of deer and a whiff of a troll.| Walking Away
In which we meet wildlife, discover the ancient sport of squoyling and play ice cream jeopardy| Walking Away
In which we explore the surrounding villages and end up celebrating carnival with a vicar and a tombola| Walking Away
In which I expand my horizons to the sea| Walking Away
In which we take shelter from the summer heat in the woods and end up swimming in a moat| Walking Away
In which I drink some volatile oils and talk to bugs| Walking Away
Section 3 of the Pilgrims’ Way where Shovell the dog explores a lot of straw and we eat a lot of blackberries| Walking Away
In which I stroll around the walls like an off duty feudal lord, constantly distracted by cake shops hiding in towers| Walking Away
In which I sneak down 48 snickets like a medieval rat in this snickelway challenge across York| Walking Away
In which waves of brownish green sadness lap at my feet as I realise I could be doing something fun instead| Walking Away
In which I hear the ghostly sound of a dial up modem in the woods| Walking Away
In which I mooch about on the shingle looking for atom bombs| Walking Away
In which I visit alien worlds made of stone| Walking Away