One of my own personal Christmas traditions is to go ice skating. Usually it’s at Bournemouth but last year I tried (and failed; the blades weren’t sharp enough) in Reykjavik and this year I finally had the opportunity to have the iconic Christmas experience of skating at Somerset House in the heart of London, or … More Ice skating at Somerset House: iconic London Christmas experiences
A week or so ago, I talked about going to the Christmas events in Bournemouth: the Christmas Tree Wonderland and the market but also mentioned that I went ice skating. Well, this is that post. A little background. First, inline skating was the thing to do when I was junior school age. Bikes took over … More I can’t ice skate! (or can I?)
As you can tell from the title, I did indeed go ringoing – or to put it another way, I slid down a hill on a big rubber ring! It’s here in Blogmas because it’s a snowsport. You’ve probably realised by now that Blogmas around here is more winter-themed and snow-themed than Christmas-themed. I did … More I went ringoing!
Deleting old posts that have never been read and are not doing their job has a definite upside: I get to write them again but better! And so to my adventure snowmobiling on a volcano! This must have been about 2013 and I’d finally given in to the allure of driving a scary tough machine … More Snowmobiling on a volcano
I considered going to the Altitude Festival this year – for obvious reasons, it’s a good thing I never quite made up my mind to do it. There’s nothing seasonal about this but since we can’t travel at the moment, let’s relive old travel stories. This is Altitude 2010, my first ever visit to the … More My first snowsports holiday
In 2015 I went to Svalbard because it was cheaper and logistically easier to go to the High Arctic than northern mainland Norway. Obviously. It was November. Svalbard in November has twenty-four hour darkness and it’s cold. Very cold. This is a huge frozen archipelago where the polar bear reigns supreme. On my first full … More I nearly died on a dog sled
I don’t know what it is about snowshoeing that has such a hold over me. I began wanting to try it when I was at the Altitude Festival in 2012 but I couldn’t fit it in my hectic schedule of snowboarding lessons, paraglides off snowy Alps and long evenings of comedy. I wanted to do … More Norway 2017: A snowshoeing triumph
Ice-climbing is the most physically demanding thing I’ve ever done. Harder even than extracting myself from the semi-vertical dog-leg squeeze I got wedged in at the bottom of Lionel’s Hole in the Mendips a few years ago. I was in Iceland, I was in Reykjavik and the bit of ice I was going to climb … More Ice-climbing: harder than it looks
This week, I took my Rangers ice skating. It’s one of the things Girlguiding should be about – oh, not necessarily taking them ice skating, but doing fun things, having new opportunities and trying new activities. We spend far too much time in the meeting room where the girls are more interested in Snapchatting each … More We went ice skating!
I Am A Polar Bear 