Tempted by the idea of a classic foreign train ride? What about those trips closer to home … Why ride the UK rails? Perhaps it’s because so many of us commute by rail. Or perhaps it’s because British train trips don’t somehow feel exotic – whatever the reason, you might not take a long UKContinue reading “Riding the Rails: Plymouth to Edinburgh”
A flock of blue jackets flits through the New Forest’s tawny woods. Strolling beside tall trees, squelching through mud, studdying maps – the Ordnance Survey 2017 GetOutside Champions are out on a walk We’re here because OS has gathered staff and champions to share tips and stats, information and inspiration. A kind of glorious GetOutsideContinue reading “Why GetOutside?”
It’s amazing how much of a view you can see in the dark. And just what brilliantly bonkers fun running at night can be. Half way around, the view from the headland revealed a bright moon traced by mackerel clouds, sketchily-shaped hills, and village lights reflected in the creek. And getting there had been ridiculouslyContinue reading “A Coast Path Night Run”
The first day of 2017 saw dozens of wild-swimmers take to the sea in South Devon. That we met at a beach called Inner Hope seemed pretty fitting – because you could describe this brilliant bunch of people a little like this … Beach-gatherers, Excited-chatterers Happy-faffers*, Quick-changers Chill-seekers, Shallows-shriekers Wave-riders, Gleeful-whoopers Fast-towelers, Speedy-dressers Mug-clutchers, Hot waterbottle-huggers Cake-sharers, Fire-huddlers Friendship-forgers, Hope-affirmers Spirit-lifters, Grin-gifters Days-seizers, Life-liversContinue reading “Swimming In Hope”
In the end, the winter solstice weather was better than expected, so it was in only persistent drizzle that we set off onto a soggy moor. Highly efficient navigation (not mine) led us, via Scorhill Circle, to a rushing stream and the Tolmen Stone. This massive boulder has a person-sized hole in the middle –Continue reading “Welcoming Winter”
I stood, in just swimsuit and wetsuit boots, ankle deep in numbing water on the edge of a natural waterfall pool. And I wondered just how exactly I’d got to this point? It was a Tuesday, early in December and I was playing hooky – turning off the computer and heading up onto a mistyContinue reading “Gleeful Mini-Adventures”
After walloping us with heavy rain and treacherous winds, this week nature snuck in some sun. In the Channel Island of Guernsey a string of dazzling autumnal afternoons felt more like spring. This warm, unexpected sunshine somehow felt stolen. Ideal days to run on beaches, scramble over rocks, plot future adventures and remember past swims …Continue reading “Sneaking in Autumnal Sun …”
It used to be I hated the end of September – summer’s lease has all too short a date. It meant less outside fun. Bad weather and shorter days. But this year I resolved to turn all that on its head. To find new outdoor opportunities as the temperatures dropped and the nights drew in.Continue reading “Autumnal Adventures”
How’s this for an outdoors equation: the more apparently random and bizarre – the more joyful.
On exploring places you’ve seen but not been.