Summer drains the last of its energy, browning the bracken and plumping blackberries. There will be no grandstand peroration for the mountain rock season i...

"In the morning the effects of the Grey Man's curse were sufficiently plain; rocks had been detached that no earthly power could move, and columns were hur...

I needed to get lonely. I was full reeling drunk, caught out by those last three or two shots, doing my unlevel best to walk a straight line on the dirt t...

December 2011, a few nights before the solstice: I am all but asleep at the wheel on the M80 between Stirling and Glasgow. It’s 3 a.m., and I am beyond the h...

The raven bounces on the air overhead, folds its wings as it rides a weightless arc, inverts and drops like a dart, spirals upright and glides into a speck...

You were in the Alps. Was it good? Yeah, it was good, but… For no obvious reason, I spent the first few days in Chamonix swaying between normal mental functi...

On the shattered edge of the continent, it’s elemental. The elements are mental. Crack hit-squalls send us to ground, coming out twitching like hunted rab...

Just outta Bridgeport, there's some hot springs up a dirt track behind the ranger office. Real nice spot. Great views over the mountains of the Hoover Wilder...

In the month before Christmas, I got to know a segment of paved ground outside Morrisons in a town called Rothwell, near Leeds. It was a pedestrian concou...

Fingers piano play the flatness at the back of a rounded break, toes smudge on subtle scoops and dimples, limbs twist and press with assertion to the rock'...

Squrrrrrk ...is it on? OK. It's been a while, last year in fact, since I wrote on this blog. I posted a couple of stories from our two months in America, s...

We're sitting in the parking lot of Annett's Mono Village the morning after the Incredible Hulk. Walking out took a lot less time, being downhill and unbur...

: ...the Third Pillar of Daaaana....the Needles...buy a Golden Eagle pass...Andrew, you have got to climb OZ. For the true effect of this final commandment, ...

Violence sweeps through the Zone, wave after wave, leaving rainbows. These are not the only conspiracy of the rain and light to capture the eye's taste for...

Here’s a feeling I’d forgotten, a summer sensation with a twist of the mystic, not a thing at all maybe – but it brings a strange familiarity like something ...