Hello Rui, Kishan and Isaac. That's a good question, all of my equipment is lightweight which makes it easy to carry on long walks and is durable during heavy rain or snow showers. Even during the summer months it's still a good idea to carry waterproof clothing as the mountain climate can change very quickly from bright sunshine to heavy rain in a matter of minutes. Having the right equipment is vital which usually comprises of a good waterproof lightweight jacket and walking trousers, the manufactures of outdoor clothing design their products for mountain use with the climate in mind which can be expensive to buy but usually last a good deal of time if you take care of it.

Having a good pair of walking boots is essential as the only contact between your feet and the uneven terrain besides your socks are your boots. Manufactures design all different types of boots depending on the terrain you are walking under. Therefore, walking boots have been categorised into three different Classes from B, C, and D.

A Class B walking boot can be used by beginners to fell walking and are usually lightweight but can lack in support around the ankle area. Class C walking boots are of more rugged construction which support the foot from the cap to the upper ankle, Class C walking boots are made from both fabric and leather and are my preferred choice for fell walking in the Lake District. A Class D walking boot are generally plastic coated and are made for extreme mountaineering, much like the climbers you would see climbing in the Alps during Winter.

Rucksacks are used to carry most of your smaller equipment and have special adapted waterproof compartments designed to keep items such as spare socks, gloves and most importantly your lunch dry when walking in bad weather. They are generally very lightweight too which keeps your overall weight to a minimum.

In winter what you carry changes radically from what you carry in summer, during the summer months your pack may comprise of mostly fluids, food and at all times your map and first aid kit, however in winter your pack becomes much heavier due to the extra layers you need to keep yourself warm, adding to this are items such as Ice Axes and Crampons for winter climbing making your pack feel much heavier than that of a summer pack.

This type of thing has only happened to me once during the summer of 2010 when climbing a mountain named Pillar who's summit is at 892 metres. It was a scorching hot day and we had ascended Pillar by a route named the Shamrock Traverse which is a narrow and twisting path found just below the summit, ahead of me a walker had sat down on a rock after climbing the traverse which dislodged sending the rock crashing below onto the path narrowly missing other climbers, by this time the walker was only hanging on by his backpack which had somehow jammed in the ground leaving his body in a vertical position (his legs dangling over the edge) he screamed at me to grab him as I was the closest to him, but with the path so narrow I couldn't run, the next few moments flashed by as I unclipped my rucksack, threw it to the ground and grabbed the strap on his rucksack pulling him to safety at the same time.

Yes I have travelled to the Lake District many times with my family including my Dad and my Brothers and their Dogs. When my son was just 6 years old he climbed his first Lakeland Fell named Hay Stacks, when I look back at the photos I find myself incredibly proud of him as he looked so tiny and very cute in all his walking gear.

There are many reasons which can stop you from reaching a summit ranging from a fall or sickness, however, the most common of all reasons is how quickly the weather can change more so when visibility drops to zero and you can't see whats around you for cloud or snow, these type of conditions I have learned to work with and I actually enjoy the challenges they bring, however, it all depends on the individual person and what they are prepared to put up with and when to call it a day. I have walked many times when the temperature is well below -10°C -17°C blown along by 50mph winds which I guess can sound a little frightening although this is something that I wouldn't intentionally set out to do, this type of weather normally catches you by surprise when fell walking within the depths of winter.

I prefer steep mountains because they are the most challenging, over the years climbing mountains "my mind set" has adapted to suit steep ascents rather than the less steeper routes, usually steep routes get you to the summit quicker and are usually more rewarding, this isn't to say that the lesser steep routes aren't as equally rewarding, it all depends on the person I guess, climbing steep routes week after week will soon take its toll on your body and muscles so I tend to mix my routes up a little as do most fell walkers.

I guess I'm quite used to climbing on traverses narrow aretes which can be scary, however my scariest memory was back in November 2012 when I was caught in a thunder storm on a summit named High Raise. The thunder was so loud it was deafening and it felt like I was in the clouds with the storm itself, being caught in a thunder storm so high up is extremely dangerous as you are more likely to be hit by lightening as there are no other high points for the lightening to strike other than yourself, this I knew as I ran my way off the mountain not looking back. Afterwards I found myself a gully which I descended down while watching the storm cross the sky - thankfully by now heading away from me, I think it was only then did I feel just how hard my heart had been beating in my chest! However, what the experts tell you to do is to stick your walking poles in the ground and lie around twenty feet away as close to the ground as possible, this way should the lightening strike hopefully it will strike your walking poles and not you.

I tend to eat a lot of fruit for breakfast like maybe two or three bananas followed by cereal bars, this can set me up for a full day on the fells. When I'm walking feeling hungry never used to cross my mind but I always packed a lunch which would include chicken, tuna or even jam sandwiches, further into my career I have now started to eat flavoured rice which is light to carry and makes you feel full too.

Fell walking is generally a hard hobby to get into, much like running around on a football pitch for ninety minutes you need to be fit in order to enjoy your game without your muscles telling you how hard it is all the time.

During my walks I generally feel what I refer to as "fell fit" this means although the walk is steep and long my body has adapted to cope with this already, however it's not just the strength in my body that I rely upon it's mind strength, I like to think what gets me through a ten hour walk over fifteen summits is a seventy/thirty body split mind over matter.

I first started to climb the Lakeland Fells alone and I guess this is why I still prefer to walk alone to this day. Most people who climb the fells share this as walking alone for me is when I can absorb all what the fells have to offer. I have often wondered if people might think of me as a loner or even ignorant, but my personality is very chatty when I'm in a room full of people, however this all changes when I'm on the fells as I prefer my own company but, not all the time.

This is a great question. Yes I have been lost on three occasions where I considered myself really lost, these are of course during the first year as a fell walker. On the first occasion I was with a friend who I initially started fell walking with, his name is Stephen Harrison, we had climbed High Street in snow when the weather turned on us, visibility dropped to just five or ten feet and everything just looked white, at first we weren't phased by this because we thought we knew how to get back down safely, however after a couple of hours walking we descended into a valley known as Kentmere which was completely the wrong valley we were looking for, we had to pay a local £40.00 to drive us to the correct valley when after reaching, we were both pretty shaken up, this was a lesson well learned.

On the second occasion I found myself lost I was on a mountain named Red Screes, again I found myself in a snow storm in the middle of winter, after making the summit I wandered off completely in the wrong direction only realising my mistake as I spotted a familiar landmark through a break in the clouds, after a phone call to a friend who guided me back to the correct pass I should have been on the cloud lifted and I was able to complete my walk safely.

On the third occasion I was climbing two fells named Cold Pike and Pike O'Blisco, it was winter time and the cloud was very low not enabling me to see ahead more than around thirty feet. After summiting both fells I found myself walking too far than I knew I should be, after stumbling across a fellow who angrily told me I should learn how to read a map properly! Without the guys help I found my own way off the fells and back to my car safely, now when fellow walkers ask me for advice no matter their circumstances I ALWAYS give my advice to help guide them on or off the fells.

During my time as a fell walker I have walked in some very commanding conditions where visibility was down to almost zero. I thought I had experienced the weather phenomenon known as "total white out" during previous winter walking but all of this was made more realistic on a March day in 2013

That day I had planned to summit Skiddaw, a huge bulk of a mountain thought to be the oldest of all the Lakeland Fells. At 931 Metres gaining Skiddaw summit in good conditions can be a little trying as the route I had chosen this day was steep straight from the start. Around half way I reached the snow line and continued with my climb while up ahead I could see that visibility was drawing closer and closer. By the time I had reached one of Skiddaw's subsidiary summits named Skiddaw Little Man I was in a total white out within a snow storm my visibility cut to zero. The most frightening thing was that I was losing co-ordination between my eye sight and the direction I wanted my feet to walk in, it was no use, the white out was so severe I couldn't see my feet let alone point them in the right direction.

Relying upon my GPS I found my way off Skiddaw Little Man and continued towards Skiddaw summit, making it before turning heel ready for my descent. I started to pass walkers who appeared through the wind and snow, asking them were they OK and them returning the gesture.

There are only a small number of Lakeland Mountains that I haven't climbed twice, most of the summits I have climbed over and over like my favorite fell of "High Street" which I have climbed sixteen times, this of course will continue to rise as with most other Lakeland summits.

I have spent many long days on the fells but my longest walk was on a route called "The Old Crown Round" which took nearly twelve and a half hours to complete covering a distance over 25.2 miles

Many walks stand out and each walk sometimes feels as if it was more memorable than the last, but if I had to choose one walk that particular stands out to me is this memory that will always stay with me whic involves the loss of my mother three years ago, My mum was diagnosed with a brain aneurism which was inoperable. During those early weeks of diagnosis between hospital visits I would often visit the Lakeland Fells if only to "let go" and maybe have a think about the future, on one occasion I was in a micro valley named Trusmador situated in the northern fells, it was right before a torrential rain shower was about to hit and I had spoken to mum in her hospital bed from my mobile phone, although she was gravely ill she reassured me that things would be ok, this lifted my worried spirits immensely and spurred me to keep walking that day.

Then I got a soaking from the torrential rain, but it didn't matter !!

Yes both myself and Tim (my friend who I was walking with at the time) both suffered from de-hydration during a scorching hot day on a circular walk named the Mosedale Horseshoe. This particular walk is a demanding walk under good conditions but on this day we were walking from early morning to late afternoon in 28°C Heat. We of course thought we had packed sufficient fluids to help us cope with the heat (5 litres each) but this wasn't enough as we found ourselves out of hydration around four miles from the end of the walk, at which point, two summits still needed to be gained.

By the time we reached our last summit we were both suffering early stages of de-hydration, both our lips had completely dried up and had started to peel, at the time we never spoke of it but concentrating was very difficult and my vision inparticular started to go blurry, by the time we were off the fells we found ourselves close to Wast Water (Englands deepest lake) and proceeded to cup handfuls of water into our mouths to the bemusement of families picnicking near by.