Our kids have always been very reluctant to join clubs but when they do finally agree they discover that they really enjoy it. For many parents it’s the other way round of course where there seems to be a club on every night I have found that heavy persuasion techniques work, sometimes I just tell them they are going! As they are getting bigger they are more likely to say yes but they do carefully consider all the implications of doing a new thing.
Articles tagged with: Mountains
We live on the valley floor, at an altitude of 720m.The peaks that surround us are considerably higher (the Grand pic de Belledonne which looms large behind our house tops out at 2977m), meaning that often while we are having rain in the valley, snow is falling higher up.
I usually associate trekking - little & large - with using our legs, but then we already had several train trekking adventures here on the blog, so can't conclude our series of autumnal Montenegro Meanderings without the final episode - the great train journey back!
We recently had a little 3 day jaunt further west in Scotland, to Oban and Fort William and one of my key missions was to introduce Corwin to the wonderful invention of mountain gondolas.
Ever since the season turned and the snow started falling I had been excited to get Jasper out into the mountains. As part of my maternity leave I took Jasper on a month long mini ski season to the alps. As he is a little too young to get on some skis I couldn’t wait to take the dude on a mini slope side adventure sledging.
The summer is definitely slipping away from us now, the clocks are wound back, the nights are darker and the log burner is lit......but our memories from this summer are still fresh in our minds.
What do you do when you find yourself with a sudden free weekend before the new school term starts? Climb a mountain of course!
We often talk about going mountain biking but we would definitely be in trouble with the trades description act, as it is not really what you’d class as mountain biking.
We could have easily stayed inside on this particular Sunday afternoon - the older boys especially had no motivation to get outside....and I had the usual piles of laundry to sort.......But just as we were about to light the fire and turn on Netflix the clouds started to clear, and after 24 hours of heavy rain the mountain peaks were just becoming visible through the murk.
I love small hills. Before we had children, I could never have imagined writing anything like that and genuinely meaning it.
We climbed a giant! Rising out of the plains of Hastings is Te Mata Peak, a glorious park with heaps of walking trails, forests, views and legends.
This year change has come to the North-West Highlands of Scotland ... From being a little known outpost of civilisation, to suddenly being on the map!