Self-Portrait, in Red Tarn

I’ve walked to the top of Helvellyn an uncounted number of times over the last 30… 35… years, but I’ve … More

The Trouble with Tarns

[Note: apologies for on-going lack of cats. I am on holiday and there are no cats here!] Yesterday I returned … More

It is the new look. It stops the aliens reading my mind. In the summer I had highlights brought on … More

Vobster in December. Here are Ruth and I… and before you ask, yes I made it up, I have no … More

The last of my Lake District sketches (for a while). This is me, swimming the length of Buttermere, and somewhat … More