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We drifted down Main Street, past the byre and along the lane called The Gates. Two people approached, looked lost and so we chatted. However, their route was complex so we gave up our walk and [...]

Curbar Edge looked razor sharp in the morning light though the wind was stronger than forecast. We ran past the climbers practice boulder, covered in chalk, and up through birch forest. The path [...]

Welcome to my world (with apologies to Jim Reeves). I currently live in a bubble composed of birdsong, wild flowers and mountains. Well, not quite mountains because such edifices have to be over [...]