Blog Posts

  • 2025 – Favourite Wild Camps

    2025 was quite a year! Graduating uni, climbing on the Basso thrice, (and reaching the top this time), and walking 500 miles across the Alps, lots was done, and it’s nice to look back at some of the best moments! So many moments were on the Rock with good friends: Noah on Spigolo Fox, Ben…

  • The Cairngorms

    It’s funny how everyone relates to mountains differently. For many, the Cairngorms are not special hills; for many of my friends, in fact, they are the opposite. Round grassy lumps: uninteresting, boring, and frankly a disappointment compared to the craggy hills of Glencoe or the mighty Torridon peaks. I, of course, see things differently. From…

  • My Walk Across the Alps

    It was late at night when I plotted the route. I’d just gotten back from the Cairngorms (my default weekend destination) and had uni the next day. I wanted to escape, escape from studying, from the city, from the stressed-out, urban version of myself. Find peace in the mountains and live day after day walking…

  • A Night at Bivuacco Costanzini

    With just a few days before Ben and Dylan arrived in the Dolomites to go climbing, I thought I’d slow down and spend a peaceful night in a bivuacco – basically an Italian bothy. I had a very peaceful night in a lonely and quiet part of the Brenta – a real treat! Nothing eventful…

  • The Isle of Rum

    We’d been on the boat for hours, maybe even days. The rough sea threw the tiny Sheerwater around easily: we’d rise to the crest of one wave before slamming down the rear violently, the engine cutting out. Often, we’d rock to one side, until the fabric window of the boat’s side was nearly in the…