west highlands way

The West Highlands Way

A more appropriate title would be; how me and my sister managed to spend ten days together in the wilderness and not push each other off a fell. Joking aside, we came close. My wonderful sister Abigail. Older than me by a mere eighteen months. Our similarities begin with us both having brown hair and that is…

Chasing Acorns; The Offa’s Dyke Path

The days were getting longer and alas, spring was (apparently) springing. Which could only mean one thing for me. My Aries feet were getting rather itchy. I needed adventure and challenges to satisfy my soul. I longed to be outdoors in the fresh air and the wild winds. Every year without fail, at springtime I…