“Gracias!” I’ve been in Costa Rica for three months, and I still can’t speak Spanish.
A Mile A Day #17: Walk The Walk Before Everything Blows Up On You
This is a story about walking up the side of a mountain, shortly before it blew up. But it’s really about how you can use a straight line to do anything.
A Mile A Day #15: The Ultimate Guide To Walking Gear For Complete Beginners
It’s those trainers with the split leather sides and the ripped shoelace holes, the ones you bought in 1997 for £5 and you’ve never been able to throw away. It’s that t-shirt with the ragged holes in the shoulders and under the arms that you put aside to use as a pyjama top, but accidentally put back into commission, and … Read More
A Mile A Day #14: How Vitamin D Keeps You Walking
Whew. Well, it’s been a rough week. I stepped away from my writing work to deal with family issues, and the stress of it has left me exhausted. Now everything’s resolved, it’s time to open my laptop and pick up all my work where I left off. But first – my morning walk.
A Mile A Day #9 – Why Power Lines Don’t Fry Birds (And Other Natural Wonders)
It’s a cold, grey day in East Yorkshire: a grit-your-teeth day, as the cold nips at exposed flesh and the drifting rain ruins hairstyles, drips from eyebrows and makes everyone grumpy. It’s mid-afternoon and the high street is nearly empty, and the gulls have taken over. They festoon the roof of the Methodist church in an interesting way – and … Read More
A Mile A Day #7: Cleaning My Boots Like A Loser
Today I met one of the world’s greatest travellers. I found him hunched down behind a bench, just round the corner from my local Tesco. It was a foul night for a walk, with the rain siling down and gusts of wind flinging it in your face, but it didn’t bother him one bit. He’s seen far worse. This isn’t … Read More
A Mile A Day #6: Hey Sky, Why So Pushy?
I took a long walk along the beach with the dog today, and the sky pushed me over. It roared and shrieked and howled, great gusts of meteorological rage out of a clear blue sky, and eventually I was flung off the sea wall (don’t worry, it’s only 2 feet high) and lay there on my back, on the sand, … Read More
A Mile A Day #5: Face Down In The Mud (And Loving It)
This morning, I nearly dozed off in a muddy puddle. Oh, I was fine. It was cold, but I was wrapped up in lots of layers, warm as toast. (Is there a more British phrase? I doubt it.) I lay there comfortably, one knee blathered in mud, my face shoved in a clump of grass. In a way it’s now difficult … Read More
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