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Category Archives: Cookery
London 5: Butchers, Saints and Sinners
BLOWN on a thin wind around a corner from the Barbican tube station past a private park surrounded by private railings to a place where knights once jousted on a meadow called the Smooth Field – which was situated just … Continue reading
In Praise of Scotch Pies and Carn á Chlamain
A man needs sustenance in the mountains. There is nothing finer than a Scotch pie . . . Continue reading
Posted in Climbing, Cookery, Cycling, Food, Highland Clearances, Hiking, Mountains, Scotch pies, Walking
Tagged Cairngorms, Munros, outdoors, Scotland, The Munros
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Madeira: So Let Me Get Right to the Point . . .
A clifftop path through some of the most spectacular coastal scenery in the world . . . Continue reading
Posted in Cookery, Environment, Food, Geology, Hiking, Mountains, Walking
Tagged Cape Wrath Trail, Madeira
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The Quest for Breakfast Above Loch Lochy
ON the crest of a wet and desolate Cam Bealach, as rain streams in from the north, a desperate man wanders through the mire . . . Continue reading
Posted in Camping, Climbing, Cookery, Food, Hiking, Life, Mountains, Walking
Tagged Cape Wrath Trail, Munros, Scotland, The Munros
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Mount Keen, The Mounth, and a Pan of Polish Borscht
Mountain climbed, you need good food to finish the day . . . Continue reading
Posted in Allotments, Beetroot, Borscht, Climbing, Cookery, Cycling, Food, Hiking, History, Mountains, Walking
Tagged Cairngorms, Munros, Scotland, The Munros
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Martindale Fells and the Three-Legged Pig of Prague
YOU think you know your parents. You presume that, after a lifetime of familiarity and togetherness, their lives, their characters and their pasts are so utterly immovable and unchangeable that they might as well be cast in stone. Then one … Continue reading
Posted in Climbing, Cookery, Food, Geology, Hiking, Mountains, Walking
Tagged Cape Wrath Trail, Lake District, Mining History, The Lakes
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Soupless in Seattle (well, Mardale actually)
Eric Pickles and an empty billy can spoil an otherwise flawless day on the fells above Haweswater . . . Continue reading
Posted in Climbing, Cookery, Hiking, Mountains, Newsquest, Northern Echo, Politics, Ranting, Walking
Tagged Lake District, The Lakes
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A Mountain Ritual – Czech Cabbage Soup
A POOL of blue light, a hiss of flames, and the warming steam from hot tea as night closes in and swallows the mountains. Ah, this is the best part of the day. A wintry breeze blows cracked leaves through … Continue reading
Posted in Climbing, Cookery, Food, Hiking, Mountains, Walking
Tagged Lake District, Scotland, The Lakes
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A Nice Piece of Tongue (The Far North – Part 2)
BEN Klibreck disappears from the rear-view mirror and sinks below the horizon. But the great, isolated pyramid of rock, upon which I stood only a few hours earlier and gazed out upon unknown mountains, looms tall and fresh in the … Continue reading
Posted in Climbing, Cookery, Food, Hiking, Mountains, Walking
Tagged Munros, Scotland, The Munros
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Lip Service to Ben Klibreck (The Far North – Part 1)
GOD, the fat lip. The throbbing, grotesquely swollen lip. The price is being paid. One moment of carelessness under a dark Scottish sky while rummaging in the back of the car for a can of beer. And how many times … Continue reading
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Tagged Munros, Scotland, The Munros
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Robinson to Cat Bells, German miners and Czech cabbage soup
THERE’S a knack to reading a map in the Lake District. It’s important not to convey the impression you are momentarily lost or, worse, absolutely and totally lost. You should unfold the map in a manner that does not suggest … Continue reading
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Tagged Lake District, Mining History, The Lakes
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One in the Eye (On the Mullardoch Ridge)
LOCH Mullardoch is not the prettiest expanse of water. It is held back by a concrete dam. And this morning there is a ferocious wind gusting over the parapet, choppy grey waters and a heavy sky.
