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In The Times Nigel Summerley finds himself Camping with BeBop in the Arizona desert. And not just BeBop, but Big old Jubilee, Black-bearded Sam, Ringo, Pete and RePete, and Tommy. Tommy is a goat man, and the others are goats. “The deal is simple. Tommy can take you to places nobody else goes – or knows. And his mountain goats carry everything (tents, sleeping bags, cooking gear, food, drink), so you can concentrate on hiking through some of the most stunning scenery on earth.”

The Times’ Kathleen Wyatt reports on the annual charity event in Klosters that attempts to “harness some of the great wealth that ends up neatly tucked away in the Swiss Alps.” Although this ski resort is more accustomed to royalty and celebrity, when the Wild Girls hit the Klosters slopes “it takes in its stride the dancing on the tables, after-dinner games and the dark eyes in the morning, expertly hidden under fancy dress and designer sunglasses.”

“Right up to the moment when I plunged through the ice into the freezing waters of a mountain lake high in the French Pyrenees my day had been quite normal,” writes Nicholas Roe in The Times. Roe is Ice diving in the French Pyrenees.” I am contained by deathly water, covered by foot-thick ice in a clear space…I feel as if I’m in space; as if I’m swimming in church.”

“It is not often that you get to ski on slopes that have received a papal blessing, but that is one of the pluses of a winter holiday with a difference in the Polish resort of Zakopane,” writes Adrian Bridge in The Telegraph. “Most, like us, were enchanted by Zakopane itself. The fresh snowfall meant that with its picturesque wooden chalets, long pedestrianised main street, running stream and horse-drawn sleighs, the town looked almost impossibly pretty…” Zakopane, Poland: skiing with divine guidance.

“For centuries Svalbard belonged to every nation and none,” writes Nigel Richardson in The Telegraph. “Svalbard is still the Wild West – and a new frenzy of claim and counter-claim is about to break over its snowy head. As global warming melts the polar ice cap, competing nations are searching for oil beneath it – where an estimated quarter of the world’s reserves are thought to lie…” In Spitsbergen, Norway: Black gold heralds new ice age Richardson explores the extraordinary island of Spitsbergen – the main island of the archipelago of Svalbard.

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