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A snippet from one of this week’s vlogs. Sun in Skye 🌞 #Scotland #OutdoorVlog buff.ly/37VyfU5 pic.twitter.com/1tiYvpRtNO

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Today’s video is one of my favourites from Scotland, an impromptu trip into the Cuillin. Weather - not terrible. Views... well... it could have been worse. #hiking #scotland buff.ly/3kEd4t4 pic.twitter.com/54eOQAWFrj

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Woah hello Glen Etive in autumn why have I never visited you before? 🍁 Stumbled upon this waterfall rather by accident and it made my morning. #Scotland #Photography pic.twitter.com/7iu8X7wPpn

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Following ‘a path’ on a map in Skye doesn’t really mean you’re following an actual path. Today’s new video is bringing back a lot of happy memories ⛰ #scotland #vlog buff.ly/3kEd4t4 pic.twitter.com/DXnRFbKcgb

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Views from a quiet morning, just me and the clouds, and the retreating rain. #scotland #photography pic.twitter.com/Vd2y0squ1p

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Freelance - send me a message for any enquiries 🎥
Creating videos, taking photos, + running around mountains.
Newest video ⤵️

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“how are you!” “grea- actually, not that gre

“how are you!” “grea- actually, not that great. Pretty bad to be honest.” “me too, everything is a bit fucked, isn’t it?” - reminder that it’s okay to have conversations like this. Talking about mental health - it can sometimes just be the little honesties. All of these Brexit, election, environmental, financial, social, work (etc etc etc) anxieties have us all in some kind of grip on a cyclical basis. And when you think about them all at once it’s kind of like “okay, I’m going to curl up in bed for an hour or so.”

Also, a reminder it’s also completely okay to have great days. You don’t have to feel guilty about them. Let yourself off for feeling happy in the midst of all of this.

I’ve ordered a couple of new books and I’ve been concentrating on keeping my plants alive as a way to feel a little less terrible. Hoping you’ve all got some time to spend on the things that work for you 🌱

Yesterday morning I woke up, again, to the tapping

Yesterday morning I woke up, again, to the tapping of rain on the roof of the van. I rolled out of bed, made coffee, and the rain had stopped. The clouds flowed over the mountains with the sun coming through every now and then. I spent the morning exploring new angles of familiar places and, although Michael tells me that this photo has too much cloud, I kind of like it that way. It’s heavy in a way I like, and in a way that represents what I could see, and how I’ve been feeling recently. Glimpses of light, heavy cloud. Thank you rain, for holding off until I started driving back home. 🚌

A dose of silly - in true Glen Coe style I woke up

A dose of silly - in true Glen Coe style I woke up this morning to rain sweeping through the valley I’d been planning to explore. A week of beautifully sunny, clear weather up here, and then the moment I step foot in Glen Coe, it gets reeeeaaaal wet. But I’m good with it. I spent today filming a video for the Outdoors Creative series about how I found clients when I first went freelance, and then went for a very, very wet bike ride.

And a tip for anybody new to having a van… take your slippers. I don’t really know why but my favourite thing about being in the van is just pottering around in my slippers. Maybe it’s that juxtaposition between looking out at views like this whilst also wearing slippers - seems like to two shouldn’t mix. But they do. Anybody else with vans relate, or is it just me?

It’s my last official shoot day in Oban today. B

It’s my last official shoot day in Oban today. Before I jumped into the van to head up here, I took the government careers test, mainly out of curiosity but also with some feelings of worry about how sustainable it is to be somebody breaking into the career I’m trying to break into, especially at the moment. But also, I have a lot of anger at this new line this horrendous government has taken, suggesting that creative work is not worthy of pursuing. That we are somehow no longer going to need writers or photographers or designers or musicians or all of these massively important creative roles that give us so much joy.

I have woken up to this view almost every day this week, working on this film project with @mikey.doc.mcmanus up in Scotland. It’s been bittersweet - feeling so lucky I’ve had this job, and at the same time wondering if this project is going to be one of my last this year, and just generally reflecting about the future of work and creativity, and freedom.

Still, it’s been so, so beautiful and therapeutic to be by the sea and the mountains this week. It feels like a privilege to be here, especially with everything happening.

P.s. though it’s very worthy of conversation it’s important to not be so totally distracted by stunts like this. This Tory government have spent billions (literally - billions!!!!) of pounds on very suspect PPE contracts, and a pretty useless track and trace system.

P.p.s. - I got soldier.

On a daily basis I wonder what the hell I’m doin

On a daily basis I wonder what the hell I’m doing and whether I’m ‘too old’ to be starting out in this industry. Just over 2 years ago I was a marketing manager at a furniture company, 3 years ago I was unemployed, houseless, sleeping on my sister’s sofa bed. 4 years - a manager at Lush, 5 - a school principal in Thailand, 6 - fresh out of university with an English degree and a bag packed to live abroad and no real idea what I wanted to do. Not realising that cameras and climbing would come into my life at 25 years old.

It’s not old, but also it is when you compare yourselves to others who have been fit and climbed and photographed from an early age, who studied film at university.

I often feel late, panicked, out of shape. Out of my depth. Wondering if I’ll ever catch up. And I guess the answer is I won’t ever ‘catch up’ - I have to accept that this is the weird journey my life has taken me on (school PRINCIPAL?!) and that I can’t dwell on being too old or too inexperienced or unfit. I am trying not to compare, to learn as much as I can, to not beat myself up too much for not knowing things or for fucking up. Because I fuck up a lot! And I’m only at the beginning. Imagine how many fuck ups do I have ahead of me?! Loads, probably.

Hello to all my followers who feel like they’ll never ‘catch-up’ with the thing they love to do. Maybe the thing they’re hoping to turn into a career, or are currently turning into a career. There’s no catching up to do, we just have to get excited about moving forwards and doing cool shit at our own pace.

📸 @mark_bullock

Hello from the motorway services - I’m currently

“Can you just grab the other rope and throw me a

“Can you just grab the other rope and throw me an abseil so I can bail?”

I’ve never had to bail off a trad route before but today I did! It wasn’t even a particularly difficult route - a severe I thought I’d walk up but I got to a particularly uncomfortable point 2 meters from the top and instead of pushing ahead, I just decided to sit on the really lovely big ledge instead and asked for a line to get down so I can retrieve my gear. It was nice. I wasn’t massively frightened or frustrated or stressed out, just happy that I was out on the rock with friends from far away, and very aware of the fact that I don’t have back muscles or any finger strength anymore. So many moves that I used to be able to do comfortably may not be in my skill set right now. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier to fail! It felt good to understand that my body needs a bit of strength work and training before I feel more comfortable on the rock again. Being at peace with knowing that the only way to improve is just to put some actual time in. Both in the gym and out on the rock. Now, to find the time?!

Wondering if anybody else who’s kinda ignored climbing and training over lockdown has had experiences like this recently? Surely it can’t just be me. I know my Instagram feed has been full of people out climbing loads but I know some of you have been as lazy/ busy as me!

📸 @michael.fleming

Last night I said goodbye to Filo, teary eyed, as

Last night I said goodbye to Filo, teary eyed, as we dropped her off at her new home, closing the door behind us as her new mum held onto her collar to stop her trying to come back with us.

She has spent almost 6 months with us this year! From being foster pup at the beginning of lockdown to “we are adopting her!” back to foster pup again - it’s been hard.

When she first arrived at ours, just over a week after coming over from Greece, she was terrified. She would cower into the hedge whenever a bus went past on walks. She wouldn’t pay us much attention. She seemed very much a ‘stray’ dog. As the months went by she dealt with the buses better and better, she learned to sit and stay and lie down and “paw!”. She cuddled up in bed with me every morning and, as I worked in my office, at around ten to four each day I’d find a little face resting on my thigh reminding me it’s tea time. It’s been really, really hard accepting that she won’t be part our lives anymore but I’m also so happy with how she has settled into her new home these last couple of weeks on little visits and trips. Her new owners are perfect for her.

Fostering probably isn’t for me, I’m too attached and, now, too busy. But I really think that if you are able to, fostering an animal is a brilliant thing to do.

P.s. #adoptdontshop 🐾

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