Growing up I was fortunate enough to enjoy foreign holidays. Nothing too exotic, but plenty of sun and ice-cream. And for many years I thought that was what travelling was all about. I was a self-confessed ‘creature comforts’ kind of girl, who required a decent bed, lots of relaxation and good food, and would still end up more often than not missing home!  But as I grew up changes slowly happened…

Firstly I met Conrad.  He was already a worldly backpacker who began guiding me out of my comfort zone.  He became my travel partner in crime.  And later my husband.  At the same time, the effects of living and working in London started taking their toll.  The city is chaotic, and life all began to feel very routine.  We took our first ‘extended’ escapades together in The Americas back in 2012, and afterwards I became hooked.  The experience gave me increased confidence to explore, and to seek out independent outdoor-based adventures away from the crowds.

Our friends joke that we don’t really do holidays.  I like to call what we do ‘taking trips’, and most of the time you can find me saving for and/or planning the next ‘big’ one.  In the interim we also try to tide ourselves over with the odd mini-venture in the UK – anything that gets us into the open and out of the Big Smoke.

I began this blog purely to keep our families entertained during our PCT section hike in 2016.  They enjoyed feeling part of the random and unconventional feat, and could use it to determine who was winning in the ‘when will they quit’ stakes.  I intend to add further details of past and future travel fun, as well as share tips I have learnt along the way in the hope of being useful.

I was – and still am to a certain extent – a cautious traveller, but I’m learning each day how the world is awesome, accessible, and really not such a scary place.


The Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco