It’s just running up a hill and down again. Or is it?

This is an account of my first-ever fell race - the Pen-y-Ghent fell race - which took place back in June this year in Horton-in-Ribblesdale, North Yorkshire. To see the route, click here. ~Sze Kiu 1pm, Saturday 2 June, a field in Horton-in-Ribblesdale “You really must try and eat something,” See Wah implored, waving a squashed, … Continue reading It’s just running up a hill and down again. Or is it?

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Allan Bank to Easedale Tarn: a vision of the Lakes

Having been blessed with days of sunshine, which allowed us to enjoy some fantastic panoramic views atop Skiddaw and Helvellyn, rain finally descended the last morning of our week-long stay in the Lake District. Driving through the misty rain, we arrived in Grasmere late morning. Our plan was to visit the National Trust's Allan Bank, which counted William … Continue reading Allan Bank to Easedale Tarn: a vision of the Lakes

Dungeness: the last frontier

We have been to many wonderful places in the UK, from Uig to Zennor, but nowhere have we been that has left us with such an impression, one that was not just immediate, but also long-lasting. For us, Dungeness was more a “why” than a “wow”. Dungeness is the southernmost point in Kent. Like many … Continue reading Dungeness: the last frontier