An inquisitive cat peers into the tent, too timid to come any closer. A bowl of freezing water to wake me up and I’m on my way. My back is stiff after two nights of camping, but the path is

The alarm goes off at 4 am — not that I needed it. I woke up every couple of hours to find myself squished at the bottom of the slope. Thankfully, it’s a relatively short day, as my back is

After last week’s successful camping test, I’ve stepped up to a three-day hike. It is a logistical challenge with three rivers to cross. Two have tiny ferries, operating limited hours, and the third can only be crossed on foot at

My first wild camp. I slept surprisingly well despite a nightmare that someone stole my tent in the dark and I woke up in only my sleeping bag. Not sure how that’s possible with a sewn-in groundsheet, but there’s no

The Viano failed its MOT and is moping in the garage, so my plans to try camping are accelerated. This means a long train journey down to Totnes and it’s not until 1 pm that I pick up the trail

I’m looking forward to a wild and challenging walk. Due to bus limitations, I’m starting from pretty Kingswear. Sadly, it’s a little early for the steam train, still asleep in the shed. There’s a tough early climb from the castle,

My alarm goes off at 3 am and I pass one of my sons on the stairs — ships in the night. I must arrive at Exeter bus station at 8 am to collect my phone from Amanda (“I’ll be

Gorgeous red sandstone cliffs and stacks, draped in green, make a lovely start to the day, despite the heavy cloud cover. The Otter Estuary Nature Reserve outside Budleigh Salterton is an attractive spot for early lunch. Sitting on the grass

A cloak-and-dagger day. The early morning drive takes me past a mist-shrouded Stonehenge and valleys with only church spires rising above the haze. I have an early morning rendezvous on Seaton promenade to hand over some legal documents to my