Some walks recharge you. This one? It thoroughly drenched us—and we’ll never stop laughing about it.
Climbing Snowdon with my younger brother, the weather flipped from hopeful to hilariously horrendous halfway up. Wind howled, rain joined the party, and visibility vanished into mist. But we kept climbing—determined, slightly damp, and laughing harder with every slippery step.
We reached the summit in style: soaked through, huddled by the trig point, and grinning like loons into the fog. No view, no drama—just two soggy souls proud to have made it.
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Powered by strong tea, sensible shoes, and sheer stubborn delight.
Sometimes, the most powerful walks aren’t up mountains—they’re the ones just down the lane.
Sulham Woods is my go-to sanctuary. Between the winding paths, open fields, and skies that can shift from gentle blue to theatrical grey in minutes, these walks offer something different every time. That lone brick tower standing watch in the field? It always feels like it’s nodding in silent approval as I pass.
It’s the place I turn to when time is short and my head feels full. There’s mud (always), birdsong, and just enough mystery to make each stroll feel like I’m wandering into something ancient. Even on wet days, boots squelching and clouds rolling in, it’s the kind of walk that says: “You’re home.”
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If you fancy a long walk with heart, history, and the occasional stream-hop across stepping stones—Surrey delivers.
This 13.6-mile journey weaves together three standout peaks: Leith Hill, Box Hill, and Holmbury Hill. Each offers its own vibe—Leith with its towering brick lookout and sweeping views (if the clouds behave), Box Hill with classic countryside charm and well-earned inclines, and Holmbury’s wooded summit that feels like you’ve wandered into nature’s secret meeting place.
On this trek, I tackled it all: forest paths, stream crossings (those hexagonal stepping stones were a highlight!), laughter with my walking companions, and that satisfying ache of earned distance. It’s a walk that asks something of you—but gives back in views, camaraderie, and the kind of tired pride only a three-peak day can deliver.
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📸 Featured photo: A moment mid-crossing—poles in hand, stones beneath, woodland all around.
Powered by trail snacks, stubborn joy, and the occasional yelp of “Is this the last hill?”
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