Category Archives: Writing

Slieve Muck, Moal Chobha’s Fort, Veering, Visibility Good

McEff is again let loose in the Mourne mountains . . . Continue reading

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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

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London 4: William Morris and a Wander Through Walthamstow

A WIND to slice ears off whips across the entrance to Walthamstow Central tube station. The temperature is below zero degrees Centigrade and snow settles behind chimney stacks on bleak roofs. This is London at Easter. There are no bunnies … Continue reading

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London 3: A Cold Wet Walk for Pie and Mash

THE worst weather is wet snow. It saps the spirit and soaks through to the shoulders. When it whips off a river on an easterly wind it stings and sucks life from fingers and feet. Just as well we’re searching … Continue reading

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Causey Pike – A Country For Old Men?

NEAR the summit of Causey Pike, where the heathery track gives way to steep rock, an elderly man sits on a boulder. He’s wearing a wide-brimmed hat and his white hair wisps about his ears. I get the impression he’s … Continue reading

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Memories – Misty, Water-Coloured and Unreliable

Even the best and the clearest of mountain memories cannot be relied on . . . Continue reading

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Empty Skies, Empty Moors, Empty Head . . .

How to cleanse the mind: cycle to the Tan Hill Inn and swoop like a swallow . . . Continue reading

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