A collection of writings about projects, adventures, and general musings. Good to read if you want to get to know me a little better.
the longevity of injury | falling in love with trail running
It quietly turns to blue hour. My legs are tired, there’s a small bubble of frustration deep in my chest at my lack of fitness, but my heart is happy for being out. To have headed out with a tiny camera and trail running packs and to have been rewarded with an evening like this.
adventure photography in the pouring rain
I’m stoked, because for this shoot I got to pick my own models, and location. I’m planning to shoot up on Sharp Edge at golden hour, getting a wintry vibe on a summer-autumn morning.
Stressed | a bad start to our first trip in the van
I think for years I didn’t quite understand what it was like to be introverted yet often so energetic and sociable.
Our outdoor voices
These last weeks, the conversation around diversity and representation has gotten louder and louder, with voices and perspectives and experiences making it into the mainstream.
Seeking discomfort from a solo wild bivouac in Langdale
And it’s just that feeling, you know? With being a little uncomfortable but still safe. A feeling you crave.
Between storms: Photography at Blencathra | Scales Tarn
I am wondering why I am awake.
I fell asleep around an hour ago at 1:00am and now an hour later I am stirring from warm bedsheets.
Climbing Corvus in big boots, in rain | Lake District Trad Climbing
Corvus is a 147m, five pitch trad climb found on Raven Crag, Combe Gyll, in Borrowdale in the Lake District. It’s graded Difficult, and so is quite a lovely climb for beginner trad climbers.
Staying safe in the UK mountains: a beginners guide to weather resources
The more I’m out in the mountains, the more I realise how little I know. So, these past weeks and months I’ve been burying myself in the world of mountain safety.
Hunting for Vegan Food in Amsterdam
The Challenge:
Visit and review as many veggie places as humanly possible in just two and a half days.
Staying (and singing) at Clink78, London
Once karaoke started, the mood really changed. More people piled into the main bar area, people were talking more, signing up for the karaoke.
Machu Picchu was not what I expected
Aguas Calientes is this small place nestled, hidden, in the mountains. And that’s all you can see – Mountains. Towering all around you. It might have been claustrophobic if it wasn’t so beautiful,
I lost my drone on Rainbow Mountain
Since my ankle injury I don’t really run anymore, and that’s at sea-level. So it’s pretty safe to say that running at over 5,000 meters wasn’t really something I was hugely equipped for.
But, I ran anyway. Darting about the hillside, thinking every rectangular grey rock was the drone.
The (hailstormy) journey to Rainbow Mountain base camp
Half an hour in. The blue skies disappeared again. And suddenly the wind changed – hard, howling. Hail rained down on us. I thought about putting the camera away – wet smudges obscuring the lens. I wiped them away and kept shooting, running up and down the group as they hiked up.
Mountain Biking in the Sacred Valley
We didn’t really know what to expect so when we started spotting snowcapped peaks out of the windows, the excitement started to build. Mountain biking? Here? With views like this? Yeeeeeeeees!
Acclimatising and drone flying in Cusco
It was chilly. The light was perfect. I saw this orange city in a completely different way than I had before, the roofs all creating this golden quality that just worked with the morning light and the mountains in the background.
Photographing the Amazon Jungle
You know when you don’t even have to wake up early, but you do anyway because you have it in your head that you want something? That was me. I had this vision of getting the perfect jungle video and photos, with the golden hour sunlight filtering through the trees.
Eating too much in Lima | A gastronomical tour
As well as our shot, we had a ginger Pisco drink made for us, and wine served at the dinner table. Safe to say this set the tone for the rest of the trip: alcohol, and plenty of it.
Touchdown in Lima
“The jittery nerves I’d been feeling in the days leading up to the trip just disappeared as I looked out of the plane window.”
“Your photos make people happy.”
– something that was said to me recently. And it’s only just starting to sink in what photo and video means to other people
I’m heading to Peru on a travel photography job!
This morning I’m heading to Heathrow Airport, boarding a plane, and heading to my very first international photography job!
Stay in
Perhaps it’s time to enjoy the little things you might forget to enjoy sometimes and remember that rest might be what you need, however much you fight it, and try to do too much.
Be alone
The beauty of solo travel, of backyard adventures, of being able to take yourself off into the wilderness to switch off for a while – to focus on creation, reflection, and a few hours of peace.
A solo trip to the Langdales | Photojournal
Self portrait practice, accidental summiting, and too much time looking at lambs.
Vegan at Disneyland Paris | Summer 2019
I’ve compiled a very quick list of places at Disneyland Paris I would recommend – easy to screenshot or glance at when you’re working out where to find vegan food.
El Chorro | Escalera Arabe – Suiza
Escalera Arabe – Suiza. The day Michael got stuck up a 6c slab.
El Chorro | #carrotsforpower
Imagine getting up at 07:00 for a day of climbing and only having decaf coffee available.
El Chorro | hiring a car for climbing
Even if you drive well and have no accidents, you could lose your deposit due to a rogue rock or pothole.
Don’t let one thing define you
Experimenting through so many things helped lead me to this point, knowing a little more about who I am by not defining myself as one thing.
Blindly enjoying the natural world
Blindly enjoying the natural world just isn’t an option for me anymore; sustainable life choices and travel have become intrinsically linked and I’m wondering how I can do more. There’s more to ethical living than veganism.
Trad at the Castle Rock of Triermain
We thought that golden hour was falling a little flat. How wrong we were. I sent the Mavic up and it captured what my own, high viewpoint eyes couldn’t quite get: an even higher sweep of the two valleys, the misty hidden mountains in the background, and the stillness of the air.