Crawling into a small depression in the ground I held Arthur tightly by his shoulder and shouted to make myself heard above the roaring wind. "Are you cold?" We had decided to give Fan Brycheiniog a second shot. 'Beast from the East 2' was upon us so our attempt wasn't going to be straightforward. We [...]
"We're heading back", "We can make it Daddy, I honestly believe we can make it", "I know but we need to make if off as well; we only have one rule - safety first, please trust me. We're heading back" As temperatures dropped in the wind, fog, sleet and hail, we turned back. We had [...]
We parked. It was darker than dark. Not a soul in sight. Hadn't even seen another car for miles. I put on my headtorch and got out of the car. Spindly leaves remained on a branch of a tree battling against the coming winter. It brushed my face - illuminated by my torchlight. I was [...]
Could a five year old get to the top of Scafell Pike? It was a question I didn't think much about. We mostly just cracked on with it; the answer seemed an obvious yes given Arthur's normal level of energy and enthusiasm. In the week leading up to our trip we set up 'Mission Command' [...]
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