Brian and the Yorkshire Three Peaks

According to the Met Office website, on the 21st of October 2017 the resulting weather system after the Hurricane Ophelia resulted in Storm Brian being given its name by Met Éireann.  As fate would have it, this was also the weekend that the combined schedules of myself and a friend had settled on weeks before to complete the Yorkshire Three Peaks.  A weekend still within British … Continue reading Brian and the Yorkshire Three Peaks

August 2017 Monthly Babble: Five Peaks and a Zip Wire

London must have started spinning. Not only that, it must have started spinning at such a rate that it is has developed its own gravitation pull to such an extent that, on Friday 3rd August 2017, it was almost impossible to break free of the M25 Orbit. I managed to negotiate leaving work a whole 45 minutes early with the intention of getting away from … Continue reading August 2017 Monthly Babble: Five Peaks and a Zip Wire

Day 13 of my walk in to the sea

  Intake Farm, Littlebeck to Robin Hood’s Bay (11.6 miles / 190.6 miles) At 6.30 when I was all packed up and ready to leave Intake Farm, I was excited and saddened in equal measure.  By around 11am I was going to be able to say that I had done the Coast to Coast walk, but, by 11am it would also be over and I would have to … Continue reading Day 13 of my walk in to the sea

Day 12 of trying not to stray of t’path

Blakey Ridge to Intake Farm, Littlebeck (17.7 miles / 179 miles) It was literally freezing when I woke up this morning at around 5am so I decided to pack up and get moving as quickly as possible. When I say ‘literally’, I am using the word’s modern meaning of ‘metaphorically’, but it was very cold nonetheless!  I had tried the usual jumper applicator shuffle whilst still … Continue reading Day 12 of trying not to stray of t’path

Day 11 of saying goodbye to friends

Ingleby Cross to Blakey Ridge (19.9 miles / 161.3 miles) There are no shops in Ingleby Cross, the Blue Bell Inn only serve campers breakfast if they pre-book (which, apparently, is at an undisclosed point before the previous evening) and I was down to my last flapjack.  I was going to starve on this 20 mile and remotest of sections of the Coast to Coast and … Continue reading Day 11 of saying goodbye to friends

Day 10 of playing on the motorway

Colburn to Ingleby Cross (19.9 miles / 141.4 miles) I am going back to the whole ‘on paper’ thing again for a moment, because ‘on paper’ this stage seems really great: a 20 mile hike across the Vale of Mowbray. Loving a pork pie as I do, imagine the emotional rollercoaster going on in my mind when I thought that there would be pie goodness around every … Continue reading Day 10 of playing on the motorway

Day 9 of being a local

Reeth to Colburn (13.2 miles / 121.5 miles) Solid caravan though it was, it was clear, from the constant rattling of the windows overnight, that the wind had picked up and reports coming in from those not lucky enough to be sleeping on a sofa were that the trees sounded as if they were going to become one with their tents at any moment. However, as was … Continue reading Day 9 of being a local