A campsite in a forest. Lakes. Mountains. Hiking boots. A fire pit. A close friend. The ingredients aren’t complicated. This is all you n...

There’s only one photo that captures some of the reality of our Kilimanjaro trek. Unlike all the others, it wasn’t posed for with big, ha...

I remember the first time I saw the Alps. It was around ten years ago, on my first snowboarding trip with my brother and some friends (al...

A tuba should play at the top of Sa Calobra. A long, flat note like something from a Christopher Nolan film. As you crest the Colls dell ...

Madrid is not where you go for hills. In fact, it was pretty far down the list of places I thought of, when I thought about hills and mou...

Is it possible to be in danger in the outdoors when you can see safety with the naked eye and it's not that far away? This is the questio...

The hike wasn’t long, maybe 20 minutes or so from the top of the lift. A short traverse up and away from the Fornet bowl, ending at a lit...