The Hills Are Alive…

Today the hills were totally alive with the sound of music, if only directly into my head via the magic of Spotify and my iPhone.

You might be wondering why I was in the Peak District singing to a load of sheep at 6.30am this morning. Nope it wasn’t a night out gone terribly wrong or just a normal night out for a Yorkshire lad.

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Walking With Kids

Here are some of my thoughts on how to make going walking with kids more of a pleasure and less of a pain. I’ve got two boys, aged 8 and 12 when I wrote this, and we walk regularly – whether it’s a few miles around a country park or a longer 6-8 miler around The Pennines or the Peak District. To be honest the majority of this is common-sense and a lot will apply whether you are walking alone, with your pals or with your family.

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Freshwalking: Mam Tor, Lose Hill and Win Hill

Back on familiar pastures (the Hope Valley) this week after a Derwent Edge walk with ‘The Walking Dan’ last weekend. I was, once again, walking with the crowd from Freshwalks.co.uk. And what a crowd it was as almost 30-strong team of us set out from Edale on a beautiful Spring Friday morning.

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Walk A Mile A Day in May …with your kids

Someone said to me at a party recently that I don’t always go walking with my kids, so am I truly always ‘The Walking Dad’.

It was a bit of a pedantic (slash drunk) comment, so he got a pedantic (slash drunkier) reply  which was ‘well… I’m still a Dad, even when the kids aren’t with me – so ‘YES’, I’m 100% ‘The Walking Dad’.

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3 Days, 3 Walks, 30 Miles

Walks collided these past few days with an already committed to walk clashing with a hastily arranged business networking walk, plus the usual Sunday jaunt with the boys too. I’m thinking of changing my name to Walky McWalkface! Good training though as the spectre of the National Three Peak Challenge looms large.

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Close Encounters of the ‘Named Storm’ Kind

There’s a number of undeniable truths that walkers hear all the time. One of them being ‘there is no such thing as bad weather, only inappropriate gear’. It’s probably 90% true, with the other 10% suggesting that the baddest mo-fo’ing weather will challenge the hardiness of any gear – appropriate or not.

A couple of walks at the beginning and end of Dec 2015 made me wholly reconsider the walking gear I had and challenge my aim to stick to planned walks.

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The Dove From Above

I was back with my usual walking companion today, The Walking Dan, for a bit of Easter holiday weekend walking. The skyline above Dove Stone Reservoir was our destination today.

Dove Stone (not Dovestones) lies in the Greenfield Valley in the South Peninnes, but is officially according to The Walking Dan (and Google) also part of the Peak District… just.

Getting to it usually involves a race across the A635 from Holmfirth, although today the heavy wind kept speeds well below the legal limit. The fact the wind was almost flinging my car into oncoming traffic gave me some indication of what was to come. The view of the valley from this direction is magically in the Summer and following snowfall in the Winter.

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