After a summer of knee problems (Nigel’s) he and I have returned to the fells. Fell walking is something we both love and there are lots of excellent opportunities within reach. The Lake District is our favourite place and we’ve managed to fit in three trips in recent weeks.
Of course, out came the Roger pen, on its first fell walking trial. At first I had a bit of a panic. We were putting our boots on at the car – Nigel at the back and me at the front passenger side – when I heard this really loud breathing. I mean REALLY loud breathing – haaargh, haargh, haargh. Had he been taken ill? “Are you OK?” I called out, hopping (one boot on, one boot off) round to the back of the car. Continue reading