Recently I was on a sunrise hike in the Lake District in northern England with a group of journalists organized by the outdoors brand Jack Wolfskin. I was down there for the iconic Kendal Mountain Festival and had camped in my car the night before.
I woke up in the pitch dark at 6 a.m., got dressed using the light of my headlamp and started my drive down the hill to meet the group. The fog was thick and I was relieved it was just a short drive to where I’d transfer into a shuttle bus and hand over the white-knuckle driving to a professional.
