Tag Archives: The Pennines

Long Meg – Standing with the Stones

Posted on August 10, 2011 by

Neolithic memories in a stone circle on the edge of the Lakes Continue reading →

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Here Endeth Another Lesson

Posted on July 29, 2011 by

YOU’RE resting in the shade on the crest of a Pennine pass when two people draw up in a campervan. Instead of getting out to admire the view, soak up the sunshine and breathe the fresh Pennine air, they put … Continue reading →

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Coasting the Coast to Coast

Posted on July 15, 2011 by

IF anyone saw a C2C cyclist shoot over his handlebars on the seafront at Roker, Sunderland, at the weekend, and felt a momentary pang of concern as he landed with a howl and his bike on top of him – … Continue reading →

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Dances With Pigeons

Posted on April 26, 2011 by

Wide blue skies above blue remembered ridges – that’s the Pennines at Easter . . . Oh, and pigeons. Continue reading →

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East is East from Stainmore Summit

Posted on April 14, 2011 by

Walking the trackbed of a Pennine railway into the east and a changing world . . . Continue reading →

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Bleath Gill: Whatever Happened to the Heroes?

Posted on March 24, 2011 by

A Pennine walk through railway history in the company of heroes Continue reading →

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A Pennine morning – red flags and guns

Posted on September 3, 2010 by

RED flags flying along the B6276 between Brough and Middleton-in-Teesdale. Heavy rattle of gunfire from somewhere behind Helbeck Fell. And it’s not the pop-pop of a shooting party. It’s proper gunfire. Machine-guns. Heavy machine-guns

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The Inglorious 12th (Keeping your head down)

Posted on August 13, 2010 by

KEEP your heads down and watch your backsides. It was the Glorious 12th yesterday and there are dangerous people walking the moors, most of them armed to the teeth and looking for blood. At this time of year it’s very important … Continue reading →

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The Haunted Man and the Field of Jewels

Posted on February 13, 2010 by

THE Haunted Man dreams he is running into the sunset, his golden shoes dancing on waves and salt spray glistening on his face. His dream takes him into the west and the sun’s embers, where oceans spill over

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The Thwarted Man and the Little House in the Wood

Posted on January 8, 2010 by

THE Thwarted Man had a dream. He dreamt that if he opened his wardrobe door he would find a pair of golden shoes that would allow him to run for ever. So when he awoke he opened his wardrobe door, … Continue reading →

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Up Nine Standards Rigg, Sheepishly

Posted on November 29, 2009 by

LIKE skinning a cat, there’s more than one way to shear a sheep. This I know because in September I climbed a Spanish mountain w

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Lavatris – And Other Roman Toilet Jokes (Stainmore)

Posted on November 26, 2009 by

YOU were born in Thracia beneath the walls of Philippopolis, where snow-capped mountains rise to the south and a bright sun warms fields of pale corn. Your world is a warm world; your rivers cool rivers. Your winds sweep from … Continue reading →

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