Wild Camping in the Lakes 2014

Last week myself and a friend set out for the Lakes. This was my first experience of wild camping with some else for a while and my first activity of the year. We arrived at Penrith, late into the afternoon and caught the bus to Keswick. Just short of Keswick, we got off the bus and headed for the hills, arriving at Castlerigg Stone Circle just before sunset to begin our adventure. Setting off from there we made our way across some incredibly muddy fields and after becoming bogged down several times we decided to camp at a proper camp site for the night. The next day we made our way on towards Derwent Water – our plan was to circle the lake. Our weeks hiking and camping wild in the hills around Derwent Water was accompanied by some great weather and some wonderful views of the lake and surrounding countryside. These are images I took with my Olympus Tough TG-810….

Dorset Road Trip 2013

Towards the end of October a friend and myself took to the road to tour some of Dorset and the surrounding area. Beginning at Stonehenge, we moved north to Avebury, with its Stone Circle and chalk horses (that adore the hills in that area). From there we moved south to Salisbury Cathedral and on to the New Forest, with its wild ponies. We ending up at Lulworth cove and the Durdle Door on the south coast, returning home via Glastonbury.

These are some of the sights that inspired me on that trip…

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Wild Camping West Highland Way, Mull & Iona 2013

The Highlands is an astonishing place which never ceases to amaze me. This summer I went wild camping again in the Highlands. Walking along the West Highland Way from Inversnaid  to Glen Coe starting from a place called Aberfoyle. A brief campout at a place called Stalker Castle and down the coast to Oban then across to Mull and eventually to Iona. Iona is a magical, it still is a christian community and has its roots deeply embedded in Christian mythology as this is where the book of Kells was written.

Normandy Graveyard & Chapel

Normandy Crosses

In July of this year (2013) I visited my sister in France. She lives in a farmhouse, which she developed herself, in a commune situated in Basse-Normandy. She chose this life for herself partly as a means of escaping from the rat-race I believe – something for which I am full of admiration. At the top of her road is an ancient chapel with a graveyard and with many Normandy crosses. The Chapel itself is being renovated and much older work is being discovered beneath the décor and relief’s of this medieval Chapel. The weather was fine while I visited but in the mornings a mist would cover the landscape and add a very eerie effect to the surroundings. One morning I ventured out to the Chapel early while the mist was still around.

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Interior of the Chapel

My sister managing to get the keys from the trustees one sunny afternoon and I went inside the Chapel to explore. I was surprised by its vibrancy; although it was a fairly simple church and needed much renervation, the altar and murals on the walls were astoundingly colourful. The place although austere had a real sense of spirituality to it and although now quiet; it must have once been full of life and a focal point of the commune.

Normandy Chapel Mural

Mural being discovered beneath

Normandy Chapel Confessional

View from the Confessional

Normandy Chapel Alter

Altar and Chairs

Normandy Chapel Window

Normandy Chapel Window – Light and Shade

The journey to Muktinath 2013

Muktinath is a sacred place both for Hindus and Buddhists. It is located in Muktinath Valley at an altitude of 3,710 meters at the foot of the Thorong La mountain pass, in the Himalayas. Hindus call the sacred place ‘Mukti Kshetra’, which means literally ‘place of salvation’. This is because it is believed that if one manages to reach the Muktinath and Vishnu temple there, one will achieve Nirvana in the next life. Muktinath is within the Mustang region of Nepal which was formerly known as the Kingdom of Lo. Mustang is divided into lower and upper Mustang with the town of Kagbeni providing the marking for the border. We began our trek from a place called Beni, located on the confluence of Kali River and Myagdi River at an altitude of 899 meters, and trekked the 90 or so Kilometers to Muktinath. The most dramatic aspect of the trek was obviously the mountain scenery of the Himalayas; but not only this the way in which the landscape changed the closer we got to Muktinath was amazing.

Kathmandu 2013

Kathmandu is a diverse city with all its noise and pollution, its poverty and its culture. The most striking thing about Kathmandu is its abundance of life, people carving out an existence under sometimes difficult circumstances. In Kathmandu for instance there is a load shedding system on the power. Electricity is off for fourteen hours in any one specific area then comes back on for only six on a circulatory system. Also in the winter water because of the frozen reserves in the mountains, is at a scarcity and then tap water not even drinkable when available. Despite this Kathmandu is rich in myriad ways, not rich in the sense that the people have very much (in the way of money or possessions), they have very little. What I find in Kathmandu is that people because they have so little are in fact noticeably happier – there is still a sense of community, everybody shares what they do have and mostly everybody smiles – there is a level of happiness we could only aspire to in the west.

Rider on the road

Rider on the road

Rush hour

Rush hour

Light on the street, Thamel

Light on the street, Thamel

Homeless

Homeless

Local teams battle it out on a Saturday

Local teams battle it out on a Satruday

Saturday afternoon Volleyball

Saturday afternoon Volleyball

Street magician

Street magician

A street vender

A street vender

Wild dogs on the streets of Kathmandu

Wild dogs on the streets of Kathmandu

The Indian slums of Kathamndu

Indian slums

Military zone

Military zone

Tundikhel park, Kathmandu

Tundikhel park, Kathmandu

Tundikhel, Kathmandu

Tundikhel, Kathmandu

Tundikhel Park

Tundikhel Park

Bhaktapur, Nepal 2012

Bhaktapur is an ancient ‘Newari’ town to the east corner of the Kathmandu Valley. Famed for its ‘Durbar Square’ which was the Royal palace of the kings of Nepal; the seat of ancient power. Bhaktapur is much quieter and less polluted than Kathmandu. There is an admission fee for entering the city which I paid one Saturday afternoon during my stay in Nepal.

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