Category Archives: planning


This blog – my diary and a hiking t(r)ips collection – is three years old now. And as much as I love updating it on a monthly basis, a time has come for a more private type of writing, at least for now. The gallery updates will continue on the gallery page. But the writing moves onto paper.

Trips, hikes and wanders that are stored offline for and from now, are:

  • 18-21.06.2018: Causeway Coast Way hike, Northern Ireland
  • 29.06-01.07.2018: Vormsi Island (Ormsö) wanderings, Estonia
  • 02-05.08.2018: SWCP (from Minehead to Combe Martin) hike, Somerset + North Devon, England
  • 18-19.08.2018: Paris ramblings
  • 21-28.08.2018: Mountaineering trip to Mount Elbrus, Russia
  • 02-16.09.2018: Pacific North West road trip (Washington, Oregon, California)
  • 28-30.09.2018: Snowdonia National Park, Wales
  • 02.10.2018: Evening walk through Lille, France
  • 13.10.2018: Mushroom foraging in Hockley, Essex (UK)
  • 14-21.10.2018: New York state & New Jersey girls trip
  • 27.10.2018: Autumn countryside walk in the North Downs (Box Hill to Holmwood)
  • 08-11.2018: Malt Whisky Trail trip to Speyside and Scottish Highlands
  • 30.12.2018: Good-bye 2018 walk – The Balcombe circular in West Sussex


  • 03-08.01.2019: Barcelona ramblings
  • 12.01.2019: Thames Path from Mortlake to Hammersmith, London
  • 18.01-16.02.2019: Bali, Flores, Rinca and Kanawa explorations
  • 03.03-16.03.2019: Rome, Italy
  • 31.03.2019: London LOOP dayhike, sections 18-21 (Enfield Lock to Harold Wood)
  • 06.04.2019: London LOOP dayhike, sections 1-2 (Erith to Petts Wood)
  • 07-14.04.2019: Porto ramblings
  • 22.04-03.05.2019: Rome wanders
  • 04-11.05.2019: Dublin and Wicklow mountains, Ireland
  • 12.05-01.06.2019: Rome & Napoli & Pompei wanders
  • 11-15.06.2019: Tallinn, Estonia
  • 20-23.06.2019: Andalucia explorations, Spain
  • 30.06.2019: London LOOP dayhike, sections 12-13 (Uxbridge to Moor Park)
  • 04.07.2019: London LOOP dayhike, sections 7-8 (Banstead Downs to Kingston Bridge)
  • 05-08.07.2019: Lille weekend shenanigans
  • 20-29.07.1019: Mount Ararat (5165 m) summit expedition in Turkey
  • 03.08.2019: Guildford to Goldaming walk, England
  • 09.08.2019: Walk from Clapham village to Gaping Gill and back (Yorkshire)
  • 14-18.08.2019: SWCP hike on Jurassic Coast from Exmouth to Weymouth, England (97.2 km)
  • 09-13.09.2019: Summer mountaineering in Torridon, Scotland
  • 15.09.2019: Hike in Happy Valley
  • 17.09.2019: Hike to Cherry Hinton Calk Pits
  • 02-06.10.2019: Glasgow pubs and a 2-day hike from Kingshouse Hotel to Fort William
  • 06-11.10.2019: Estonia ramblings
  • 12-13.10.2019: Walks near River Arun and foraging in Eartham Forest (South Downs National Park, West Sussex)
  • 04-23.11.2019: Madagascar explorations & treks
  • 04-12.12.2019: Estonia hikes and walks
  • 30.12.2019: London LOOP dayhike, section 9 (Kingston to Hatton Cross)


  • 02-31.01.2020: Wanders on the islands: Bali, Gili Trawangan, Gili Meno
  • 01-19.02.2020: Explorations, hikes, crater lake visits on Java, Indonesia
  • 25.02.2020: London LOOP dayhike, sections 10-11 (Hatton Cross to Uxbridge)
  • 26-28.02.2020: Budapest wanderings
  • 04-12.03.2020: Estonian wanderings
  • 24.07.2020: Cliff hike from Seaford to Eastbourne (Sussex, England)
  • 01-02.08.2020: Wanderings in Peak District National Park (England)
  • 04.08.2020: Manningtree circular through Dedham and Flatford (Essex, England)
  • 12-15.08.2020: Cycling in Yorkshire
  • 04-12.09.2020: Explorations of Perigord Noir
  • 13.0904.10: Estonian autumn hikes and wanderings
  • 10.10.2020: Mushroom foraging walk from Box Hill to Dorking, Surrey (via Polesden Lacey and Wotton)
  • 11.10.2020: Ramblings in Sutton Hoo and Aldeburgh, Suffolk
  • 27.10-08.12.2020: Estonian hikes and wanderings


  • 23.05.2021: Balcombe Circular, England
  • 26 -28.05 2021: Hike from Tyndrum – Fort William, Scotland (76.9 km)
  • 01.06.2021: Number 3 Buttress on Stob Coire nam Beith + Bidean nam Bian through Stob Coire nan Lochan and down from Dinnertime Buttress, Glen Coe, Scotland
  • 02.06.2021: Ridge traverse of Aonach Eagach, Scotland
  • 03.06.2021: Curved Ridge on Buachaille Etive Mor, Scotland
  • 04.06.2021: Pinnacle Ridge of Garbh Bheinn, Scotland
  • 05.06.2021: Stob Coire Sgreamhach, Scotland
  • 08.06.2021: Box Hill circular, Surrey
  • 09.06.2021: Dedham Vale circular, Essex-Suffolk
  • 14.06.2021: Charlton wanders, London
  • 21.06.2021: Circular walk around Lake Vyrnwy, Wales
  • 03-04.07.2021: East Anglia and Norfolk explorations
  • 14-16.07.2021: SWCP hike from Westward Ho! to Bude, England (67.62 km)
  • 31.07-07.08.2021: Bob Graham Round hike in the Lake District, England
  • 14.08.2021: Cuckmere kayak trip + walk to Seaford, East Sussex, England
  • 19.08.2021: London LOOP dayhike, section 16 from Elstree & Borehamwood to High Barnet
  • 21.08.2021: Walk from West Byfleet to Guildford (Wey Navigation), Surrey, England
  • 24.08.2021: Wanderings in Castle Ashby Gardens, Northamptonshire, England
  • 25.08.2021: London LOOP dayhike, section 14 from Moor Park to Hatch End.
  • 28.08-02.09.2021: Cape Wrath Trail, Fort William to Morvich 127.44K
  • 05.09.2021: London LOOP dayhike/section finish: High Barnet to Cockfosters
  • 11.09.2021: London LOOP dayhike, final section: Hatch End to Elstree & Borehamwood
  • 02-05.10.2021: Paris ramblings
  • 13.10.2021: A Dorking mushroom ramble, Surrey, England
  • 17-26.10.2021: Socotra explorations, Yemen
  • 05-07.11.2021: Peak Distict rambles
  • 18.11.2021: Dayhike from Lulworth Cove to Weymouth, Dorset
  • 23.11.2021: Balcombe Circular dayhike, West Sussex, England
  • 29.11 – 13.12. 2021: Adventures in snowy Estonia
  • 23-27.12.2021: Unwinding in Speyside, Scotland


  • 17.01.2022: A dayhike on the South Downs Way, South Downs National Park, England
  • 06.03 – 12.03.2022: ML training in Snowdonia National Park
  • 17.03 – 27.03.2022: Egypt explorations, incl the White Desert
  • 28.03 – 02.05.2022: Socotra explorations
  • 03.05 – 14.05.2022: Istanbul + South-Eastern Turkey road trip
  • 12.05.2022: Walk to the summit of Mount Nemrut, Eastern Taurus mountain range, south-east Turkey
  • 19.05 – 29.05.2022: Hikes and climbs in the Scottish Highlands, incl Ben Nevis, part of CWT, GGW, WHW
  • 03.06 – 08.06.2022: Visit to SW Norway, with local hikes
  • 26.06.2022: Walk around Box Hill, incl the Stepping Stones, Surrey, England
  • 07.07 – 13.07.2022: Road trip in Albania and North Macedonia
  • 23.08 – 08.08. 2022: Estonian summer adventures
  • 29. – 31.07.2022: Hike on the RMK trail from Rosma Chapel to Värska, Estonia
  • 02.09 – 18.09: MOTHERFUCKING ALASKA, USA
  • 24.09 – 02.10: The French Riviera + a day trip to Italy
  • 03.10 – 05.10: Cornwall wanders, England, incl a hike from Port Isaac to Padstow
  • 08.10 – 10.10: Whitby & the surrounding Yorkshire, England
  • 12.10: Stob Ban (Mamores) and Mullach nan Coirean, Scottish Highlands
  • 13.10: Aonach Mor and Aonach Beag, Grampian Mountains, Scottish Highlands
  • 14.10: Upper Falls car park to Steal Falls to a saddle of Meall Cumhann to Lower Falls car park, Scottish Highlands
  • 15.10 – 18.10: East Highland Way from Laggan to Aviemore
  • 22.10.2022: Mushroom walk from Holmwood to Wotton, Surrey AONB
  • 24-25.10.2022: 2-day hike in The Rhinogydd, Wales: Barmouth – Mynydd Egryn South top – Mynydd Egryn – Llwlech – Diffwys West Top – Diffwys – Crib-Y-Rhiw – Y Llethr + Roman Steps to Harlech
  • 28.10.2022: Okehampton to Belstone Tor wanders, Dartmoor, Devon
  • 31.10 – 07.12.2022: Guiding on Socotra, Yemen

Thank you, my dozen + sweet readers.

I shall return in some form or another. 🙂

There was March…

There was March.

There was snow.

There was trailer shooting in the snow.


There were walks in the Ashdown Forest in East Sussex. Not in the snow. And in the snow.


There was a bit of magic. And a lot of waiting for the spring.

Now, it is finally April. And all the proper walking can restart again.

This was the winter I did not get up to Scotland. And Scotland had the finest winter in decades. But what do you do. There will be other fine winters. And other mountains. And other times for visits – like May. ❤

How does it feel to fulfil a 10-year-old dream? How I finally climbed a 5000+ m mountain in Georgia. Part 1 of 2.

It happened on a Thursday morning, on August 11, 2016. The alarm went off at 1am. I unzipped the tent door and looked outside. There was not a cloud in the sky. Only the largest number of stars I had ever seen.

“Fuck!” I thought with bone piercing joy and a good amount of intimidation.

We were at the base camp on Mount Kazbek. In Georgia.

It was time.

Everything before Monday, August 8

For 10 years I dreamt of climbing a mountain in Georgia. But between a 24/7 drama school or 24/7 agency work, taking proper time off that was not spent writing seemed inconceivable. Then followed the years of getting settled as a freelance writer. This is not the time for investing in mountain gear. No.

Finally, in 2015, I joined a group of young mountaineers getting ready for Mount Elbrus. For the first time, my plans and reality were facing in the same direction. And then that expedition was called off due to fiscal reasons.

It started to dawn on me that I couldn’t wait for possible new groups to get formed. I needed to find people who were set on going.

This year, my waiting ended.

I had kept my eyes on Mount Elbrus – the highest mountain in Europe and Russia – for the most part of those last 10 years. But this year, a fully fresh perspective suddenly introduced itself: Mount Kazbek. A  dormant stratovolcano situated on the border of Georgia and Russia. Third highest mountain in Georgia. Lower than Elbrus, but exactly as pretty and as famous. (Amongst other criteria.) The mountain Prometheus was chained to. And quite a legendary baseline for an adventure.

The decision was made. Some last minute injuries were survived. And the missing part of the kit gathered.

Monday, August 8. Getting used to the rucksak. From Tbilisi to 2100 m.

This is where it all started. When Turkish Airlines reunited me with my luggage after a 24-hour delay, I was finally ready. It felt like the past 10 years were nothing compared to those last weeks of haste and hectics. Finally, I could relax.

Our group of 11 climbers and 2 mountain guides packed themselves into a van in Tbilisi and headed off towards the mountains. It was warm. Both outside and inside the van. One of the van’s doors could only be opened with a screwdriver. Our bags were all tied to the roof. We were properly off!

The van that got us out of the capital.

We reached Kazbegi village (1700 m) in a couple of hours. After a lunch of salty meats and soft breads, we were ready to start walking. It took a bit of time to getting used to my rucksack. Mine weighed around 18 kg, if not more. Some people were carrying 23-25 kg loads. I was not carrying any ropes, hence the lightness of it all.

We reached the Gergeti Trinity Church (at 2100 m) nicely before the sundown. It was time to set up camp, eat and fall asleep. The sun was setting quickly. The massive Caucasian sheep dogs were curling up for the night between our tents. The adventure had begun.


View from the tent at sundown.

Tuesday, August 9. Toughest day of the week. From 2100 m to 3600 m.

A day of many, many novelties!

Today, I stepped over my first crack in a glacier. I also walked up a glacier carrying my 18 kg rucksack. While occasionally stepping into little streams created by the melting glacier.

Almost without noticing, I became used to crossing mountain rivers while carrying a rucksack on my back. It was wild and exciting, and I could not believe I had not been doing this all my life. Also, the rivers were not 20 m wide.

Our group members taking in the view during ascent.

Luckily, all river crossings happened after my period had started. It means that my period cramps did not disturb my balance while skipping on the “stepping” stones. Because of course the period started now – during the hardest rucksack carrying day of the entire trip. Otherwise, things would have been too easy.

But. Luckily again, all the river crossings started after the middle toes on my left foot had released their cramps. Never has a magnesium powder tasted sweeter than the one I obtained from Raki, one of the climbers and organisers of our trip.

Our group taking a break after river crossing.

This ascent gifted me with a well-timed moment of wonder: “Which hurts more? My  period cramps or mytoe cramps?”. But before getting through with the analysis, a strong wave of nausea hit me as soon as we reached 3000 m. I forgot all about the cramps. (I still don’t know whether my nausea was  caused by the change in altitude or by the 150 g nuts and raisins that I had just inhaled within 10 seconds.)

The nausea was the strongest I have ever felt. I wanted to lay down and not move for a long time.

Of course, I could not stay behind during this part of the journey. That was the *only* reason that made me pick up my trekking poles. (Together with the hope of reaching the base camp by the evening.) And even when doing so, I was certain I would not make it through the next 100 meters. I positioned myself near the end of the line, hoping that not everyone would have to witness my involuntary projectile spill.

But as suddenly as the nausea had picked up, it also abated. (Kind of like a storm in a Brontë novel). Either it was the sugar kicking in or my body deciding to reduce three pains to two, I do not know. All I know is that from this point onwards, it was easy to change tampons behind random boulders.

By the time we got to the edge of the Kolka glacier, I was fine again.

Near the edge of the Kolka glacier.

Getting closer to base camp (the tilted ship-like structure in the cloud on the right).

The rest of the climb to the base camp at 3600 m was relatively easy. From the distance, the old meteo station looked like a castle featured in a 1980s children’s movie that the EU is refusing to show on television.

And with our eyes on the growing outline of the meteo station, we all reached the base camp. There was almost no reception up here. There were horses, however. Upon reaching the camp, we learnt that one can also send their stuff up (and down) from the base camp on a horse. Later, we also found a specific area on a slope which shared some mobile reception with us as well. Today, the surprises never stopped.

Evening view from base camp.

Today, I climbed more than I have ever climbed (in altitute meters) – 1500 m straight up. Technically, also up and down in the middle of it. They say that one should rise 1000 m a day, and not more. Especially not at very high altitude. But our guides knew what they were doing. And Kazbek is funnily shaped like that, it really is. Mostly everyone felt fine when reaching the camp, with a single, light exception. It had been a good decision.

In the evening it was our tent’s turn to cook dinner. Buckwheat with canned meat it was, mmm, mmm, mmm.

Wednesday, August 10. Acclimatisation day. From 3600 – 4000 m.

A practice and a rest day.

After eating breakfast, we walked up to the edge of the white glacier to practice rope work. And to give our feet a reminder of what walking and jumping on crampons felt like. Our 400 m rise went really slowly, however. It felt proper heavy and difficult, even after a good night’s rest. This was the first time I really felt the change in altitude.


Early morning views from base camp.

Our 400 m climb in new altitude lasted 2.5 hours. While up on the white glacier, we practiced rescue techniques and jumping over tiny glacier cracks at 4000 m. It was warm, sunny and felt like a practice-based holiday. Everyone was happy until our mountain guide Sirxan let us know that we had no chance of reaching the summit if we progressed that slowly also on the summit day. Eeeek!

Everyone gave their absolute best when descending later. To prove that all of us might be worth it. That we can actually move. And to hopefuly get a blessing from the mountain gods.

Later in the camp, Sirxan admitted that we might have a good chance after all. And not only because our foot work. The weather report was extremely benevolent for tomorrow as well.

We all knew that our good weather window was closing soon. Technically, we would need one more acclimatisation day, but since Kazbek is shaped funny like that (and with the not-so-favourable weather coming in), we made the decision. Tomorrow was going to be our summid day.

It was time to put everything on one card. To take all the sprats and chocolates with us.


We set our alarms to 1am (that’s 10pm back at home!) for tea drinking and gearing up. Our last 1400 m climb was to start at 2am, sharp. This would get us to the glacier after the coldest time of the morning had passed. And back to base camp around 4-6pm. Hopefully.

We talked through some basics and to double-checked our kits. It is a beautiful, quiet time: every climber going through their gear with focus and hope on their face.

PS. Tonight I popped my first blister on my foot sole. (With the sharp edge of my little toothpaste tube.) It is a scientific fact that I’m a proper outdoors person now.

Here goes nothing!

Base camp life after descending from the white glacier

Can’t tell weights these days

Today I took my bag for a walk. It is an old and broken bag which will not go far very often these days, but was perfect for checking the state of my leg 22 days post injury.

We walked a couple of kilometers. Apparently, it weighed 11 kg. I had aimed for 5. :/ 🙂 No wonder I keep getting strange injuries. Seeing my osteopath tomorrow morning. I think it is final decision time.

Staring at the red circle 

Since this is my littil online diary I feel like wanting to stay true to all the goings-on in my wandering life on these pages as well.

In summer 2015 I missed out on my second chance to go to Elbrus in Georgia. With its magnificent 5642 meters, Mount Elbrus stands as the highest mountain in Europe and nothing really says I would have even summited (or gotten close or been lucky with the weather), but… It was a dream I had had for 9 years.

And that was it. Come 2016 and I promised myself that from now on I’d go after at least one big dream destination a year. I don’t like when they stay the same for too long. I need them fresh, young and alive. (And you just meet some of the best people on those roads.)

The decision was a clear one. I decided not miss out on a Caucasus Mountain trip this year. Let’s just call it an active celebration of a decade-long dream. Or a wordless longing that seems to take over my life when I’m not near or on a mountain in every couple of months. (And one day, in all of those one days to come, I will try to write about that feeling. I know that there are books written on that same thing, but they are written by others, not me.)

So, in early spring I signed myself up for a trip to Mount Kazbek. It is one of the major mountains of the Caucasus and the third highest in Georgia (5,033 m). Mount Kazbek lays on the border of Georgia and Russia, and looks stunningly inviting and seriously demanding (for me, at least) and just so perfect for a good… week in the thin air. It also looked like a spot-on location for having the mountain gods look over my first trip to a higher than a +3000 m altitude. The plan was made and approved. All the romantic mountaineers of my mind were swooning.

I started training. Not just doing my regular sports but consciously training. That included everything from running to strength training, from kettlebells to TRX. I wanted to increase my endurance while becoming a bit stronger. I was out there in the drizzle after a long day of podcast writing, travel copywriting or PhD thesis writing (just give it to me, I’ll write anything! 🙂 ), always making sure I’d stick to my hand-drawn schedule on my corkboard. You know how it is – train during daytime, read and dream about the region at night. Wake up with a smile.

And 2 weeks ago, today, I tore a muscle in my left calf. Days later, bruising also appeared. That means that the muscle fibers that got damaged were some pretty deep ones.


My trip to Georgia starts in 16 days from today. All in all, it would only be a month of healing for the littil calf. Which is looking to be too little indeed.

That’s all I know this afternoon. I’ll probably know more things in a couple of days, after my third physio session. But I’m getting myself ready to write a new number into that red circle on the paper.

That is life.


PS. What is amazing, though – are the people of the Central London Osteopathy and Sports Injury Clinic. Just saying.

A quick recap with toes on La Via Francigena

May is in full swing in London. I have no need for music with all the windows open and all the birdsong streaming in.

Things that will have blog posts dedicated to them in June:

  • “7 reasons to walk the Rannoch Moor in March”
  • “More lessons from the Lea Valley Way, April style”
  • “Why should everyone return to Istanbul?”


Two days ago we visited Canterbury. It was full of magical gardens, bridge arches made of books, guinea fowls and curious trinkets from bygone centuries. It also featured one of the most amazing cathedrals in the world and luscious amounts of ice cream. It did not feature a lot of walking but this shall be amended very very soon.

There was also a small stone sign/plaque next to the cathedral, signifying La Via Francigena – the medieval pilgrimage road that lead from Canterbury to Rome (or vice versa, depending on your chosen destination).



Thinking of starting interviewing people about their walking habits, to add more flesh to the book I’m slowly writing. Luckily, I’ll have plenty of opportunities coming up.

Will interview a digital jewellery artist in Istanbul next week, a composer-actor in Tallinn in June and a wayfaring playwright-dramaturge in Madeira also in the next month.

The summer looks like freedom (if I finish my PhD thesis in 13 days, that is), with a real mountain on the horizon! And hopefully, a book as well.

Day before the Lea Valley Walk

As a preparation, I’m printing out Google maps’s walking descriptions together with someone’s blog entry on walking from Leagrave to Hatfield (that person got lost). The weather forecast promises a strong thunderstorm late at night, but some sun, breeze and pleasantness for the entire day tomorrow. This is looking good! Google maps truly is a sweet classic for uncomplicated walks: I have used them for hitchiking from Tallinn to Poznan, and for general directions in Gujarat where the actual subcontinent was otherwise the only reference point I could point to on the globe.

Sweet July in the making

In my mind, this photo translates to meters of maps (old and new), scrolls (only old), itineraries pinned, guidebooks consulted, route options chosen, weather reports studied, diaries underlined, notes taken (in different colours). Some part of me sees my great plan as an A4 sheet with a calendar for the coming months drawn onto it. Some part of me sees it as described in the first sentence.

One needs a vision, right?