Hill Walking – Page 10

Never on a Sunday

September 15, 2013John D Burns 16

As I wake from the cocoon of my sleeping bag, the first thing I do is feel my legs. Sure enough, they remember [...]

August 26, 2013johndburns 6

Over recent months I’ve taken to the road heading about the Highlands on my road bike. Here’s one of my favourite runs from [...]

August 23, 2013John D Burns 24

The next thing I know I’m sprawled on my back in the heather. A few moments ago, or so it seems, I was [...]

There’s only one thought in my head now, “Keep pedalling!” I know they are after me. My legs screaming and my backside feels [...]

July 22, 2013John D Burns 4

If you are in the Scottish hills one winter’s day and you see a Victorian climber step cutting his way up an ice [...]

July 9, 2013John D Burns 7

I’m getting soft, I realise, as I stand looking at the icy waters and contemplating the idea that I may actually have to [...]

June 12, 2013John D Burns 2

Almost 90 years ago George Mallory, Britain’s leading climber, and Sandy Irvine, a young powerful oarsman, vanished into the mist close to the [...]

June 9, 2013johndburns 24

Everything had been fine until I’d answered that question but now a silence hung in the air like a malevolent fart. I sucked [...]

June 1, 2013John D Burns 2

From my hiding place in the heather I anxiously I scan the horizon for incoming walkers. I strain my eyes for the slightest [...]

May 24, 2013John D Burns 18

At the end of Loch Arkaig I came across a sign. What it basically says is, “See those big lumpy things behind this [...]