Did you know, it’s okay to not be okay at Christmas? For many, Christmas is painted as the most wonderful time of the year: a season...

There's nothing quite like the joy of hitting the trails with a sturdy pair of hiking boots. However, after a long trek, your trusty boots..

Resting is essential for overall well-being, offering many benefits that contribute to physical, mental, and emotional health.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd have the opportunity to help release 50 baby lobsters into the wild alongside my sister and niece

After attending an event hosted by Black Voices Cornwall recently, they mentioned safe spaces and being able to signpost people of colour to

It was such a joyous day. We laughed, we rambled, we were emotional, and most importantly, we were given the time and space to really let go

I recently caught up with the folks over at Forever Cornwall Unique Retreats where they asked me a few questions. You can read all about it

Last year, Cornish Ramblings was very fortunate to have partnered up with the wonderful Helen of Mindfit Cornwall to bring 14 people...

Sometimes you just need to stand in a lavender field, let the wind flow through your hair whilst bumblebees buzz about around you, and prete

Hands up who has recently realised that their waterproof items are no longer waterproof after rambling for two hours in the pouring rain?

I am often asked the question of what gear would I recommend to someone who is starting out in the world of hiking?

Coast Path is an exciting new magazine from Coast Walking UK, helping people make the most of their time, both on the South West Coast Path

Jody Woolcock, ACAI Outdoorwear adventurer and founder of walking group Cornish Ramblings, recommends joining a local walking group...

'What do you carry inside your backpack' is a question I am asked more often than not when out for a ramble.

Once Halloween has passed and my carved pumpkins shriveled up, I tend to get a transient tingle up my spine signalling the...

Once lockdown eased, we emerged apprehensively from the quiet; face masks digging into ears, hands gripping sanitiser bottles like weapons

Body positivity (bopo) seems to be on the rise and I’m seeing so many wonderful posts of women on social media embracing their curves

19 weeks. 133 days. 3192 hours. 191520 minutes. However you choose to break it down, that is how long I was in lockdown for.

I was your typical book worm; my fondest memories being the library in Truro.

Other days I might wear my, suddenly more grey than I realised, hair up in a messy ponytail rather than the messy bun it's grown accustomed