Riding the Rails: Plymouth to Edinburgh

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”

Why GetOutside?

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?”

A Coast Path Night Run

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”

Swimming In Hope

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”

Sneaking in Autumnal Sun …

  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 …”