Paws & Pedal

Paws & Pedal Burn survivor riding the entire UK coastline
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04/09/2026

I know you’ve all missed my historical nuggets of wisdom so I thought I’d tell you about a seafaring tragedy that hit Vatersay’s shores back in 1853.

Have you been here? Would you visit?

Today we visited the beautiful Isle of Vatersay and walked a loop of its Machair, past grazing cattle and the remains of...
03/09/2026

Today we visited the beautiful Isle of Vatersay and walked a loop of its Machair, past grazing cattle and the remains of past fishing vessels to the beautiful beaches of Tràigh Siar (West Bay), Tràigh a' Bhàigh (East Bay) and Baig a’ Deas (South Bay)

My photogenic dog…
31/08/2026

My photogenic dog…

Home for the foreseeable.
31/08/2026

Home for the foreseeable.

It’s likely I’ll be taking an extended break from riding the UK coastline. I’ve had two forced breaks in the past due to...
19/08/2026

It’s likely I’ll be taking an extended break from riding the UK coastline. I’ve had two forced breaks in the past due to technical difficulties and then illness but this time I’ve hit a wall and stopped because I wanted to.

We rode hard from mid-April from all the way up in Stornoway on Isle of Lewis and reached Bude, Cornwall, throwing in Northern Ireland for sh*ts and giggles.

Let’s see what happens through the Autumn. 🍂

You can still donate though. I know you were wondering. 😉

https://gofund.me/fe8d7b9f9

11/08/2026

Took myself for a little walk.

I set off from Wasdale Head and made the long climb up towards Mickledore, the high saddle squeezed between Scafell Pike and Scafell.

Most people here are heading for Scafell Pike. They’re on holiday in the lakes and simply must climb to England’s highest point.

I wasn’t.

Just before Mickledore I cut away beneath the intimidating crags of Scafell and headed for Lord’s Rake.

Lord’s Rake is basically a huge, steep gash running diagonally through Scafell Crag. Loose scree underfoot, enormous walls of rock either side and plenty of hands on scrambling. Proper mountain terrain.

Scafell was one of the birthplaces of British rock climbing. Lord’s Rake itself is still very much a living, changing bit of mountain, major rockfalls have altered it even in recent decades.

Eventually I hauled myself out of the top with Wasdale below me. Wastwater, the western fells beyond and, out to the Irish Sea.

Spectacular.

From there I climbed onto Symonds Knott. A rocky high point just below the summit of Scafell, at around 959 metres. It sits above the Scafell Crags and has epic views across to Scafell Pike and the other big western fells.

I sat on Symonds Knott eating my lunch, looking across at Scafell Pike.

It was absolutely swarmed with people.

Hundreds of them.

All while, I had Scafell entirely to myself.

Scafell Pike is 978m. Scafell is 964m.

A lot of people confuse the names but there’s actually a reason they’re so similar. Historically Scafell was regarded as the main mountain, while the peaks next door were known as the “Pikes of Scafell”. It was only when they were properly surveyed that they discovered one of those pikes was actually higher than Scafell.

And so the slightly confusing Scafell and Scafell Pike remained.

Then came the descent.

Down from Scafell to tiny Foxes Tarn and into Foxes Tarn Gully, steep, loose, horrible scree and slippery boulders where every step required a bit of thought.

Down and down and down.

From the bottom of the gully I had worked my way back beneath the crags before beginning a ridiculously steep climb up to Mickledore, eventually arriving at almost exactly the same place I’d left a few hours earlier to head for Lord’s Rake.

Then there was nothing left but the long descent through Hollow Stones and back to Wasdale Head.

A big, tiring, spectacular loop around Scafell Crag.

An epic mountain day.

It took all the will in the world to leave the house yesterday. I was mentally preparing every excuse not to go out.

Utterly exhausted overthinking how to complete the coastline ride. The constant torment that I can’t really afford to stop any longer, but I can’t afford to restart either.

9.4 km | ⛰️ 1,100 m ascent | 117m per km | ⏱️ 3h 50m moving time

03/08/2026

Today I hiked along the Eskdale Trail and up to Stanley Ghyll Force. A 60ft waterfall that drops into a deep ravine where the humidity creates its own little rainforest. Lush, damp mosses and ferns thrive here.

From there I climbed higher to spectacular views over the Lake Districts great western fells, Sca Fell, Pillar, Kirk Fell, Great Gable and Slight Side all in view.

I continued to cross over Birker Fell and onto Devoke Water. Not a lake, but a Tarn. The Lake District’s biggest Tarn.

From there my phone died and my battery pack failed to work and I got utterly lost trying to find the right trail I needed to descend off the high ground down to the place I’m staying.

After scouting for the “gate” for way too long and becoming utterly shattered, I retraced my steps back to Devoke Water and found a more familiar descent.

Meh!!

Later I got to soak my bones in the brisk and choppy Wast Water.

Turns out a nice walk even ends in an uncomfortable slog. I should’ve known better with my luck lately!! 😂

For choppy dips, bone dry waterfalls and getting lost on the fells give this link some love: https://gofund.me/0af9bdfe8

You don’t have to be inspired to ride a trike around the UK coastline but maybe you’re inspired to get a trike to get yo...
02/08/2026

You don’t have to be inspired to ride a trike around the UK coastline but maybe you’re inspired to get a trike to get yourself about around town, ride on your local cycle paths, or to just get to the shops.

Well I bought this “as new” trike as a donor trike to my expedition trike and I’m not going to need it.

It’s only been ridden 25 miles in total so virtually brand new.

It’s for sale.

Delivery can be arranged for costs.

DM for serious enquiries.

01/08/2026

A morning wild swimming in England’s wildest and deepest lake, Wast Water under the gaze of England’s highest mountain and its neighbouring fells.

The water was a great temperature and it was a great way to decompress from the last week of strife and exhaustion.

The Lady in the Lake

Margaret Hogg was found wrapped in plastic and weighted down with concrete blocks in 1984 while divers were searching for missing French tourist Veronique Marre.

She was identified by an engraved wedding ring on her, which led to the arrest of estranged husband Peter Hogg. Incredibly he only received a four year prison sentence after being convicted of manslaughter.

Margaret had being having a three year affair which she apparently didn’t attempt to hide, often flaunting it to her husband. It led to marital stress and the story was that in October 1976 she became violent and attacked her husband during an argument and he ultimately killed her and drove from Surrey to dump her body in Wast Water knowing it was the deepest lake in England. The body hadn’t decomposed and had settled on an underwater ledge at just 34 metres deep.

The French tourist was found dead in 1984 at the foot of Broken Rib Cragg, on Whin Rigg having fell 1100ft.

There is another Lady in the Lake murder story associated to Coniston Water where Carol Park was found in 1997 after being missing for 21 years. Her husband was convicted of murder and sentenced to life.

Interestingly both these women were murdered and disposed of in the same year. 1976.

Now you know.

31/07/2026

Thought it about time I learned how to use this drone.

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