The outcome last week of a wealthy landowner’s high court case was sadly predictable: he’s stripped people of their legal right to camp on Dartmoor.

I’m no lover of cities, yet I'm drawn to edgelands – those transitional spaces that are neither urban nor rural.

Choose to walk and you're resisting pressure to conform and embracing a mode of transport that is free – in more ways than one.

Around 92% of land in England is off-limits to the general public and where rights of way do exist, cyclists can only ride around 20% of them.

Why should you always have to know where you are, and where you’re going?

Until recently I didn’t see the appeal of riding at night, but I’m increasingly drawn to venturing out after hours.

We’ve just sold G’s bike. It’s not the first one he’s outgrown, and it won’t be the last. Yet it marks a moment in the journey through his childhood.

With no proper infrastructure or access rights in England, I have to get creative when planning traffic-free rides.