A hike from the sea to the top of the Isle of Wight. Mud, Snow, a radar station, the beach and the devils chimney.
Living on an island, probably as far from a UK mountain as you can get, can be problematic when everyday you’re dreaming of high and wild places. Our highest point, St Boniface Down is a mere 241 metres. OK it’s probably more mountainous than Norfolk but you still need a ferry trip and a driveContinue reading “It’s not all Summits and Peaks”
A week or so before Christmas we were watching a documentary about the late Dean Potter and his attempt at the highest, untethered highline. All the kids shouted that they wanted to try slacklining. Fortunately I managed to get a basic slackline kit at a reasonable price and during the holidays we tried it out:Continue reading “Walking the Line”
Was it crazy to bring the kids along? Part of me was sure it was after all it was supposed to be fun, so a day IN the mountains was favorable to half an hour on top of one.