Sam Edwards

Dawn, and an orange orb breaks the horizon as the metalled sea shimmers. Topsy charges excitedly towards the shore, startling gulls into...

I glimpsed the whiskered head only fleetingly; a shining sphere of black against the grey of the frothing seas. It was there, and then it...

It was, I thought, probably a good time to turn back. Visibility was down to a matter of feet and the snow lay deep and crisp and even....

The lane is old, that much is certain. A few miles further east lies the Salter Track, driven across the Bowland Fells by Rome’s legions,...

Exhausted by emails and temporarily freed of parental responsibilities, I took the train north with Molly. Near Kendal the fells were...

Feeling full after a fortnight of food, and with Megan happily entertaining her grandparents, we left the cottage after first-light, keen...