SOMETIMES it’s enough just to walk, to place one foot in front of another and allow the miles to slip by. What’s that old Irish saying . . . ?
BELDOO Moss is not the most spectacular hill in the north Pennines. Few people have heard of it; even fewer have tramped across it. But it does harbour one or two surprising features that make it worth a visit. I’ve … Continue reading
THE last train steamed over Stainmore Summit in 1962. I missed it. It’s not my fault – I was only five-and-a-half at the time. But if I hang around there just might be another along shortly . . .
I LIVE on an ancient highway. It’s called the Great North Road. For many hundreds of years it’s been the main arterial link between the capital cities of two countries – England and Scotland. It is woven into history, folklore … Continue reading
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I HAVE a plan. Tomorrow is my day off because I worked Sunday. I’ll drive across the icy Pennines to the Lake District, abandon the car on a rough piece of land at a charming cross-roads above Dockray, climb Birkett … Continue reading
IT’S 7.45am on Friday morning and I’m standing on the flight deck of HMS Invincible, watching the sun rise over a scarlet Morecambe Bay. I shouldn’t be up here; I should be down in the aircraft carrier’s aft engine room … Continue reading
A final trip back into the Bronze Age in search of rock carvings . . . Continue reading
Exploring the Bronze Age rock art of Barningham Moor . . . Continue reading
Another walk in search of Bronze Age rock carvings high on Barningham Moor . . . Continue reading
Searching for Bronze Age cup and ring carvings on Barningham Moor . . . Continue reading
How to cleanse the mind: cycle to the Tan Hill Inn and swoop like a swallow . . . Continue reading
IT’S not a good day for walking the moors. There are looters about. And they’re carrying guns . . . CLICK HERE FOR FEET FIRST to continue reading.
