Why I climb the same small hill every month
Brack Hill is 412 metres high, twenty minutes from my door by bus, and not in any guidebook. I’ve climbed it once a month for six years.
Essays
Essays on walking and the outdoors
Shorter, slower pieces about why we go, what we notice, and the places close to home.
The Sunday letter
A long read for Sunday morning, and a small trip for the weekend.
One long read, one small trip you could do this month, and the kit I’d actually buy again. Every other Sunday, free.