As We Walked out From Gargnano on Lake Garda, Italy
There are two things we discover quickly after setting off on a walk from the shores of Lake Garda on a serene Sunday morning… […]
There are two things we discover quickly after setting off on a walk from the shores of Lake Garda on a serene Sunday morning… […]
Our visit to Fontvieille in Les Alpilles was a fleeting one, a pause between where we’d come from and where we were going. […]
I first read about songlines in Bruce Chatwin’s book The Songlines. They are an ancient way to create maps using a ‘song’ that recounts aspects of the landscape… […]
We’re completely surrounded by soldiers in camouflage uniforms who cradle mean looking machine guns in their arms.
“Quick, take a photo,” Andy urges. […]
Paths have a purpose; they all lead somewhere. A huge part of the thrill of travelling along one is to discover the answer to a question – ‘where do you lead?’ […]
The Italian Lakes had existed as a romanticised location in our imaginations for many, many years. A destination that had been elevated to such a lofty position… […]
My iPhone battery is down to 10% and without it I have no GPS, no compass, no phone and no clock. I’m all alone, on the top of Serra Cavallera in the Catalan Pyrenees and I am hopelessly and utterly lost… […]
There’s no denying Lisbon has an attractive personality that is hard to pin down, both a prince and a pauper of a city; multi-faceted and constantly surprising… […]
It’s been a year of outstanding meals thankfully the effects of which have been countered by some equally outstanding hikes, many of which have taken our breaths away… […]
At the end of summer we re-walked three of our coastal routes in a day and were reminded once again just how diverse and beautiful Tenerife’s coastline can be… […]
Setcases is biscuit tin pretty; a small village of stone houses with a quasi Alpine appearance. It sits nestled into a valley, surrounded by woodland and… […]
Walking in the Canary Islands is exhilarating stuff, but that near perfect climate has lured even experienced walkers into a false sense of security. […]
Silent, graffiti’d doorways that looked derelict an hour ago have lifted their shutters to reveal kaleidoscopic neon lights from which the mellow sounds of funk and soul are drifting into the night… […]
This is the Canarian Island of La Gomera and we’re in the middle of bruma (low cloud) high up a cliff. The mist obscures the summit; a fact I’m glad about… […]
I don’t know what we’d expected when the 4×4 drew level with us on the dirt track in the hills on El Hierro, but it wasn’t a question about piglets. […]
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