Mountains are the pull. Wild Peaks brings Tom Chesshyre into our catalogue with a listing that spreads across travel, the outdoors, heritage and even science, which is usually the fingerprint of a writer who cannot cross a landscape without wanting to know how it came to be there.
Ten hours and fifty-one minutes gives that curiosity room to wander. Travel writing at this length is rarely a guidebook; it is a companion, the sort that detours into geology or history when the ground demands it and then finds the path again.
Beyond the writing we make no claims about the author. The book is the introduction, and a generous one.