Sunset raids on the North Sea
It’s been an unusual summer. Apart from a couple of wonderful weeks tramping the Pennine Way with the brother and the dog (more of that to come), I seem to…
A quick jaunt up to Weardale
Among the ever-expanding collection of schemes scrawled into my notebook in the past year, one was to become better acquainted with the North Pennines. It’s an area that’s intrigued me…
Upcoming articles in Ernest journal
It’s been a quiet time on the blog recently. Partly it’s because work has picked up a bit, so some of the stuff I might have blogged about has found…
All I want for Christmas
I’ve been scribbling Christmas card designs recently, just for fun. I’m not mature or organised enough to actually send any out, but if I did, I think I would probably…
Witch-wood at Fryup Head
The other day, while trying out a moorland walking route for TGO magazine, I found myself rounding the relatively remote dale end called Fryup Head, about four miles south of…
Hardangervidda
To my shame, it’s over a month since my brother and I slithered down off Hardangervidda, in south-central Norway, and I’m only just getting down to writing about it. Our…
Canon Atkinson’s Yorkshire lexicon
In 1847, When Essex-born John Christopher Atkinson put it about that he’d been asked to become vicar of the remote North Yorkshire village of Danby, one wag declared: ‘Why, Danby…
Jotunheimen jaunting
It’s becoming apparent that I am something of a Jonah when it comes to mountain trips. For the second summer in a row, my hiking companion has brought home a…
