I’ve been walking the British mountains for over 30 years now but still have a problem with heights! I started off in the Lake District, then graduated via Snowdonia to Scotland where I have recently ‘compleated’ the Munros. I’ve now started on the ‘Munro Tops’ and am finding these much harder – both in terms of effort and stress on my nerves.
Many people have found tales of my mountain cowardice amusing so I promised them I would start a blog about my (mis)adventures in the hills.
I cart a very heavy old Zenith manual film SLR around with me and occasionally stop to take pictures but don’t pretend to be an expert photographer, although some of my pictures come out quite nicely.
Apart from 5 years in the Army I’ve lived in the same village where I was born but would like to move nearer to the Lake District or the M6 corridor to improve my access to the hills.
I normally walk with ‘Richard’ but will tag along with anyone braver than myself in my attempts to reach the summits.
Writing-wise, my hero is Alastair Borthwick and his all-time great book ‘Always a Little Further’ – I’d love to able to emulate his style and will strive to do so (but may never manage it)