Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.Cesare Pavese
A week of going up and down mountains and rediscovering school geography lessons, especially the ones about mountains and glaciers.
Five go mad in Valenciennes. Except there were only four of us. Unless you include the ukelele.
Don't tell them your name Pike ! Langdale has several Pikes, but none of them are gangly teenagers from Dad's Army.
Cat Bells is nothing to do with campanological felines. It's a mountain. Near Keswick. And we climbed it.
That weird day of each year when both kids have their birthday. Denise and Dave came over to see us.
We were visited by Dennis and Linda, and spent the day in relatively cool weather boating around Ullswater.
Our first day was mainly spent driving up from Liverpool. We did walk up one hill though.
Our annual trip to the fine city of Liverpool for a bit of Rock 'n' Roll, with some running thrown in.
Kas entered the 2015 Snowdonia Marathon, so we were obliged to go and have a long weekend in Snowdonia.
I had a professional exam to take after a period of, well I'd like to call it "intensive study" but it would probably be better to call it "not being bothered" over the summer.
A long journey home with a very early start, and a ridiculous delay at the airport. Just what you need to make the reality sink back in again.
A day with no particular plans other than chilling and packing and drinking all the remaining beer out of the fridge. I increased the time pressure by going out caching all afternoon.
Our final day trip out and we were a bit stuck for where to go, so we started off by going somewhere we'd already been once. And then we went to a couple of new (to us) and rather lovely places.