Blog on Loughrigg

Blog on Loughrigg

Can it really have been ten years? I count the steps. I am climbing Loughrigg, near Grasmere, an easy enough task – I think – to check out my muscles and lungs, to get back onto the hill, to re-ignite the flame of a lost love. I can’t remember the last...
A Pint for the Fells

A Pint for the Fells

A Pint for the Fells A Pint for the Fells   “Fancy a pint?” The landlord, without waiting for an answer fills the glass. It helps you know – someone shouts, above the cackle of wet and weary walkers that now fill the pub – to repair the paths on the...