In Bocca al Lupo: Three Mountain Walks

Angus Carlyle

 
 

28th February 2013

Angus Carlyle

Angus Carlyle

Angus Carlyle

Angus Carlyle

 
 

The Learned Pig

 
 

1st March 2014

I slid across the leather seats as the car swung around the obstacles on the track; pulled forwards and pushed back as the steep slopes were tackled. The headlights carved tunnels of green from the forest, the keys rattled against themselves and the steering column, the windscreen wipers rubbed the glass in wide sweeps. Levelling out at the plateau on the summit, a sudden gift, offered then instantly withdrawn: a gaunt wolf’s yellow eyes in our beams. Hard cold gusts of rain-filled wind; the cloud ceiling below us flashed by lightning strikes as inverted trees; our torches on the shrine.

 
 

Angus Carlyle

 
 

The Learned Pig

 
 

23rd August 2016

We had begun to imagine that these summits were spell-bound; had begun to see deep snow, biting rain, those lightning trees, too-steep slopes and too-narrow ridges as barriers patrolled by such sentinels as blood-thick ticks, palm-sized spiders and lunging sheepdogs with spiked collars who barked hoarse to keep us from the peaks. The augurs this morning could be read in early downpours, a chill that had no place in a Southern Italian summer, wrong turns that lead us astray and low cloud that held the heights, yet we did break through, sitting exhausted by the trig point, cairn and shrines.

 
 

Angus Carlyle

 
 

Part of The Learned Pig’s Wolf Crossing editorial season, spring/summer 2017.

 
 

The Learned Pig

 
 

Angus Carlyle

Angus Carlyle shifts between writing, collaborating on experimental films and working with sound (particularly field recording). His last three projects were the installation A Crossing Bell (Estuary Festival, Tilbury & Today Art Museum, Beijing), the album In The Shadow of the Silent Mountain (Gruenrekroder) and the book A Downland Index (uniformbooks). He works at the University of the Arts London.