About

I was born in my parents' house in Larbert, Stirlingshire, in 1956. This makes me Scottish.

I discovered hills in my early teens, and simultaneously with photography. At school we had a hillwalking club that went out in all weathers and climbed whatever took Ken Oakley's fancy, he being the Physics teacher who gave his spare time to take us out there.

Most of my early efforts failed because of lousy, failure-prone equipment that I could not afford to replace. But I loved it and pored over my meagre results passionately, remembering the wind on our faces and the rain on our backs, the fatigue and the joy.