Camping on a Mountain

After a busy day having picnic's and riding bikes, me and my dad climbed a 289 metre hill called Humbelton, this was the site of a battle between The English and the Scottish armies. We pitched our tent and toasted marshmallows on a stove. we saw the sun go down and a great sunrise at 5:45 am.

My first bike ride without stabilisers

Today me and my friend Max went for a long walk to Ford Moss and also to a waterfall at routinlin.
Me, Dad, Max and his Dad messed around on the rocks and climbed up them (and fell down).

Max and Me ran and raced each other along the crags, sometimes I won and sometimes Max won.

Yeavering Bell

This is my third hill, Yeavering Bell. It was very cold and windy when me and my Dad climbed this hill. I could see Granmas house from the top and the Sea! I also saw the wild Goats on the side of the hill. They have long beards and long sharp horns.

The Big one! Cheviot!

This was the biggest one! Cheviot the biggest hill in Northumberland and what a view! I did get a little lift some of the way up on a quad, but I am after all just a 4 year old!

My First Hill!

As my Daddy keeps making me go up hills, I thought I would do as he does and write a blog about the hills I tick off ion the Cheviot Hills and, who knows further afield in time. So here is a picture of me and my mummy up Humbelton In July 2009.