Originally from Ireland, I fell in love with Scotland the very first time that I visited on a winter climbing trip way back in 2008. With every return trip, that passion grew, and after a few years, I moved to Glencoe to work and play in the mountains. The first time I picked up a camera with any real intent was in 2014. I was going on an expedition and decided that I wanted to make a film to document the trip. Unfortunately, my enthusiasm didn’t make up for my lack of experience, and all that I came back with was a selection of photos and some footage that to this day remains unused.
Having realised that there was more to filmmaking than simply pointing a camera, I set about learning everything I could. After making a handful of films and plenty of mistakes, I decided that my newfound passion for storytelling was one that I would like to pursue as a career. I left my job, headed south and returned to education, eventually completing a Masters in Filmmaking at Sheffield Hallam University.
Almost seven years after leaving, things have come full circle, and I’m excited to be back living in Scotland, albeit a little further east. I still think that the west is best but who knows, maybe my mind can be changed.
Place to Play
- Longer days and warmer mornings mean spring has arrived. It’s around this time that I like to dust off my bike and hit the road. One of my favourite places to cycle is along the Copper Coast in Ireland. Not far from where I grew up, it serves as a reminder that you don’t need to go far for a great adventure.
- In summer, there’s nowhere better than The Burren in Ireland. It was where I first cut my teeth climbing outdoors, and it will always have a special place in my heart. Aside from world-class trad climbing, it has beautiful walks both inland and along the coast, rare and beautiful flora, some great pubs and for those that prefer things dark and dirty, excellent caving.
- As autumn arrives and the leaves start to change colour, it’s time to start getting hill fit for winter. There’s no better place to do this than in the Lake District, where you can find walks both long and short, steep and not so steep and some excellent scrambling too. Most importantly, there is an abundance of lovely cafes for when the weather isn’t cooperating.
- When it comes to winter, there can be only one. Ben Nevis, and more specifically the North face of Ben Nevis, is one of those places that, no matter how many times you’ve walked into it, will always manage to make you feel humble. Assuming you can actually see it.
Not a lot of people know this
I almost became a teacher. Luckily, common sense prevailed, and I dropped out to pursue a career in the outdoors.