HalfManHalfTitanium wrote:Posting this here, Sgurr, in the hope that you see it. I wrote you a reply but it is just sitting there in something called an Outbox.
The Courier article is great! - thanks so much for sharing.
I was positively discouraged by my adoptive parents from hill walking. They especially liked to tell me Mountain Rescue news stories. They are no longer alive, but they would have loved the recent Lake District “covid camping leads to tragedy” story.
Nor have I had walking friends. Almost all my walking has been done alone. For the first 30 years, especially, my only companions were OS maps, Wainwright and Poucher.
Walking alone has given me the chance to explore the secret places hidden in our hills. There is one spot, for example, near Shenavall, with a fine waterfall that’s off the tracks and rarely visited. One day out of the blue my biological father started talking about exactly the same place.
Being asthmatic ( like my biological father) I never did sports at school, thankfully! - I’m the least competitive and most unsporty person I know. Despite that I have somehow managed to do some hard stuff, including the first ever ascents of some 20,000ft peaks in the Andes.
I’ve always loved art and literature, then I find out that my biological father is one of Britain’s leading potters, and that later in life he did a degree in American literature. One of these days I will maybe get round to getting my own books published...
Tim
Hi Tim,
I've been trying to private message you but doesn't seem to be going through. Tried texting too but not sure if you have received it.
Moira