Exploring the New Forest

For too long, the New Forest has remained a bit of mystery to me. I’ve ridden a few of the country lanes, run around the pretty bit by Beaulieu, but never properly explored the wide open heaths or the areas of broadleaf woodlands. We’re putting it right, with many trips Up Mainland bookended by quick … More Exploring the New Forest

Two storms

My hairdresser was complaining about the weather this morning. And to be honest, today has been a sludge of grey from dawn to dusk, without a hint of direct sun throughout. It’s harder for me to understand a dislike of wild weather though. Of course, atmospheric conditions can be destructive and dangerous, even in Britain’s … More Two storms

Not such a rotten borough

Judging from the serenity and calm of an early morning at Newtown, it’s hard to imagine the place as one of the few bustling hubs of the island’s economic and political life. The neatly tended borders and stone cottages softly glowing in the morning light give little away of the tumultuous history of this glorious … More Not such a rotten borough

Looking up

Injuries have happened as long as I’ve been running. Improving technique and regular stretching has rid me of painful shins and twanging muscles in the shoulder which haunted my first years as an proper runner. But the latest has been the worst, and the slow rehabilitation an opportunity to reassess. Lacking much in the way … More Looking up

48 hours in Wales

Mountains have featured prominently in my reading diet recently. Simon Ingram’s Between the Sunset and the Sea and Jeremy Ashcroft’s Britain’s Highest Mountain Walks have both been off the bookshelf more than on, talks and dreams of higher places filling our small town house rooms. Ever more I realise how little we know of the country in which we … More 48 hours in Wales

30 things I learnt running the 60th Isle of Wight Marathon

Ryde Harriers know how to run an event; great facilities, genuinely enthusiastic marshals, race officials and volunteers, hands down the best organised event I’ve had the pleasure to be involved in. There may be less hilly, more forgiving routes for your first ever marathon; the last hills back from Porchfield to Cowes were hard. Really hard. … More 30 things I learnt running the 60th Isle of Wight Marathon

Running from the door

After soaking up the coastal magic of Pembrokeshire, we packed up the car and headed back east. The simplest of drives, constantly following the A40 across the roundabouts and past the green fields until it draped across the northern edge of the Brecon Beacons National Park. Our destination was a up in one of the … More Running from the door

The Golden Road

Stretching across the top of the Preseli hills, the propitiously named Golden Road was a run I couldn’t fail to complete. Climatic conditions didn’t allow for the sun to light my way across the boggy moorland, with Rolo & I starting off in a thick fog with only the foreground sheep for company. Thankfully, as … More The Golden Road