It starts with a cry of alarm cutting through the cool morning air. And then all is mayhem, a confused blur of steel and leather, sweat and blood.
Light Work
Housey Crags
It’s the flies that get you in the end. Rain has never bothered me. Coats made of modern waterproof fabrics are excellent barriers to whatever the elements can throw at a person (when they aren’t accidentally left in the car that is).
Deficient to the tune of one
I was up in the Cheviot Hills the other day, climbing a particularly craggy and overgrown slope, when I realised to my dismay that one of my legs had fallen off.
Climbing to Darden Lough
Each season has its own rewards and challenges. The benefits of winter are late-morning starts (a luxury for a landscape photographer!), the excitement of snow and ice, and the thought of returning home to a hot bath, a bowl of soup and the satisfaction of a job well done. The drawback is a world with …
Dunstanburgh Castle
I’m often asked where my favourite place to photograph is. That’s a tricky one to answer. Generally I wriggle my way out by saying that it’s wherever I happen to be at the time. However, I do have one subject that I’m not sure I could ever tire of: Dunstanburgh Castle.