I take photos, wander about in muddy boots, and spend an unreasonable amount of time in a Toyota van that thinks it’s a small cottage on wheels.

I’m happiest outdoors — walking, running, exploring coastlines, forests and forgotten backroads across the UK, France, and (soon) northern Spain. If there’s fresh air, a big sky, and somewhere to brew a coffee, I’m all in.

I’m not here to pretend life is perfect, polished, or sponsored by an outdoor lifestyle brand that uses the word “journey” every five minutes.
This is real life — rain, mud, missed ferries, suspicious pastries, and the kind of scenery that makes the whole thing worthwhile.