Re-living the Golden Age with Alex Roddie
If you are in the Scottish hills one winter’s day and you see a Victorian climber step cutting his way up an ice
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Hill Walking
A Water’s Tale
I’m getting soft, I realise, as I stand looking at the icy waters and contemplating the idea that I may actually have to
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New play about George Mallory
Almost 90 years ago George Mallory, Britain’s leading climber, and Sandy Irvine, a young powerful oarsman, vanished into the mist close to the
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The Unforgiven Mountaineer
Everything had been fine until I’d answered that question but now a silence hung in the air like a malevolent fart. I sucked
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Buried Treasure
From my hiding place in the heather I anxiously I scan the horizon for incoming walkers. I strain my eyes for the slightest
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If you are reading this – Please go home!
At the end of Loch Arkaig I came across a sign. What it basically says is, “See those big lumpy things behind this
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A Quiet Word
The moment I walked into the bothy I could tell something was wrong, I could feel the tension in the atmosphere. The last
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“There is nowhere left to go, but everywhere.”
Sometimes you just don’t see what’s on your doorstep. I live beside the river Ness. I see it every day, watch its moods
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Bleaklow – The clue’s in the name.
See more of Andy’s great photos http://www.flickr.com/photos/darkpeak14 From somewhere out in the rain swept vastness of black we could hear someone calling for help.
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A gift from the mountain gods
I’m doubled up over my walking poles, high on a snow slope, gasping for air like a goldfish plucked from its tank. My
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