Trees & waves

I dream of far flung places; wide sandy beaches, lofty mountain peaks and deep cut fjords. Most of the time though, I’ve got to search out my nature time on a smaller scale, closer to home. The wind is currently from the north, bringing the first real cold of the year. Dusk and dawn walks … More Trees & waves

Exploring the New Forest

For too long, the New Forest has remained a bit of mystery to me. I’ve ridden a few of the country lanes, run around the pretty bit by Beaulieu, but never properly explored the wide open heaths or the areas of broadleaf woodlands. We’re putting it right, with many trips Up Mainland bookended by quick … More Exploring the New Forest

Two storms

My hairdresser was complaining about the weather this morning. And to be honest, today has been a sludge of grey from dawn to dusk, without a hint of direct sun throughout. It’s harder for me to understand a dislike of wild weather though. Of course, atmospheric conditions can be destructive and dangerous, even in Britain’s … More Two storms

Not such a rotten borough

Judging from the serenity and calm of an early morning at Newtown, it’s hard to imagine the place as one of the few bustling hubs of the island’s economic and political life. The neatly tended borders and stone cottages softly glowing in the morning light give little away of the tumultuous history of this glorious … More Not such a rotten borough

Slow Sunday

We’re in the midst of Isle Walk on the island at the moment, organised walks of various lengths and subjects, shooting out in all directions across our green and pleasant land. Sunday was the centrepiece of the festivities of our great outdoors, Walk the Wight, with pushing on for 5 figures worth of people and canines … More Slow Sunday

Coast Life

With my better half on the other side of the Atlantic, dogsponsibilities have increased greatly in the last week. Not to complain; any reason to get outdoors is to be appreciated, especially during the glorious spring weather that has enveloped the south of England. Although we’ve had plenty of time under the woodland canopy, many … More Coast Life

Starting Early

The alarm has to be set ever earlier for adventures in the first light. Although we’d planned an early morning run, once Radio 4 interrupted our unconsciousness at five thirty, a slower start of coffee in bed followed by a woodland wander was clearly the more palatable idea. The serenity of an early morning in a town … More Starting Early

All the hours of the day

Spring equinox has passed, mostly unheralded but the effects widely appreciated. Coinciding with a glorious spell of sunshine, the percentage of the population out of doors has rapidly increased, the clement conditions dispelling the gloom of the end of winter and the destructive political season we have suffered through. Hope and steadfastness are the feelings of … More All the hours of the day

Looking up

Injuries have happened as long as I’ve been running. Improving technique and regular stretching has rid me of painful shins and twanging muscles in the shoulder which haunted my first years as an proper runner. But the latest has been the worst, and the slow rehabilitation an opportunity to reassess. Lacking much in the way … More Looking up

Decrepitude

My wonderful wife recently returned from a weekend away with books as gifts for the increase in doggy care I had needed to provide while she was away. Hanging out with the dog and being rewarded with books? Life is sweet. She knows me well; one of her choices was Pondlife by Al Alvarez. His … More Decrepitude