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The Joys of Walking
For a number of reasons, walking is my primary form of exercise. In my youth, there was no family car, so I got used to walking anywhere within three or four miles as a matter of course. But for much of my youth I also lived in Cambridgeshire, where the highest point is about eighty metres above sea level, and much of it is below twenty. So it wasn't until a trip to the Yorkshire Dales in 1978 that I discovered proper hills. However, for many unimportant reasons I was unable to go back to proper hill country until 1992, when I went on a holiday in Scotland. This confirmed my love of hill-walking: at least when I wasn't with a load of people much fitter than myself.
Since then I've been to Wales once, Scotland once, the Dales twice, and the Lake District a lot. It's still hard work, because I still live on the edge of The Fens, where hill-walking practice is not easy. I theory I could just climb up and down my stairs for four hours a day, but that brings me to the main reason I don't do any formal keep-fit: it's so boring. All forms of it. Achievement is so much more concrete when you've actually covered real distance, and gained real altitude.
This section of the site is all about that walking, starting with a set of photographic trips around some of the walks I have done.