Feral children and the Death Slide

I sometimes wonder how it is that my brother and I ended up as [fairly] normal adults, because we were pretty feral children. We lived in the middle of nowhere and were given free reign to go cause chaos in the countryside. We'd spend hours outside either in the orchard, or out and about on … Continue reading Feral children and the Death Slide

Running the Yorkshire 3 Peaks

As part of my Wadi Rum Ultramarathon training last year, I decided to have a weekend up north doing the Yorkshire Three Peaks as I was already heading up there to see some friends. In my crazy optimism I decided to run it on the Friday, and then walk it again on the Saturday. Not strictly … Continue reading Running the Yorkshire 3 Peaks