I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms, watching a group of hikers stare blankly at a map while the sky turned the color …
Breaking a Long Trail Into Days That Work


I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms, watching a group of hikers stare blankly at a map while the sky turned the color …

I’ve sat on too many ridges watching people spend two thousand pounds on a pair of glass that looks beautiful in a showroom, only to …

I remember standing on a windswept ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, watching a group of well-meaning volunteers try to “restore” a patch of …

I’ve spent twenty-two years watching people make the same mistake: they walk into an outdoor shop with a credit card and a sense of misplaced …

I was standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of hikers huddle under a single, overpriced ultralight tarp while …

I remember a night on the Scafell Pike ridge back in 2014—the kind of night where the wind doesn’t just blow, it punches you. I …

I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a group of hikers struggle to pitch a heavy, two-person dome tent …

I’ve spent twenty-two years watching people crumble on steep ascents, and most of them weren’t lacking “spirit”—they were just following the wrong advice. You don’t …

I remember standing on a ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, watching a group of hikers argue about whether reintroducing predators was “unnatural” or …

I’ve spent twenty-two years watching people make the same mistake: they walk into a shop, see a shiny new gadget with a dozen unnecessary features, …