GEOFF NICHOLSON: THE LONG LOST WALKER

“I am living at the Villa Borghese. There is not a crumb of dirt anywhere, nor a chair misplaced. We are all alone here and we are dead.” ...

Strange as it may seem, I was in Bradfield in the Peak District at the weekend.     I was there for an event titled “Walking Through Tim...

After the best part of two days on the train to Chicago I decided to walk the mile or so from the station to the hotel – I was carrying ver...

I went by train from LA to Chicago: it took 45 hours or so on the Southwest Chief.  I knew I’d do plenty of walking when I got to Ch...

My dad was in many ways an odd man (that's not him in the picture above).  We did a lot of walking together, and we talked, though I ...