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

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

Battling Bluebells

The whites and yellows of the countryside’s earliest blooms have given way to the purples and blues of the developing spring’s woodland floor. It’s a wonderful time of year to have had a run of clear skied sunny days, hours lost wandering through the shifting patterns thrown down from the canopy, muddy knees and stiff … More Battling Bluebells

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

Tree Rats

Scrolling though my twitter feed is generally a nature delight: beautiful landscape and creature photography; updates on research and discoveries; quotes from great naturalists and thinkers. I’ve curated my bubble carefully. Of course, the less edifying aspects of humans’ impact on our planet does intrude from time to time. The degradation of our shared commons, … More Tree Rats

48 hours in Wales

Mountains have featured prominently in my reading diet recently. Simon Ingram’s Between the Sunset and the Sea and Jeremy Ashcroft’s Britain’s Highest Mountain Walks have both been off the bookshelf more than on, talks and dreams of higher places filling our small town house rooms. Ever more I realise how little we know of the country in which we … More 48 hours in Wales

Running from the door

After soaking up the coastal magic of Pembrokeshire, we packed up the car and headed back east. The simplest of drives, constantly following the A40 across the roundabouts and past the green fields until it draped across the northern edge of the Brecon Beacons National Park. Our destination was a up in one of the … More Running from the door

The Golden Road

Stretching across the top of the Preseli hills, the propitiously named Golden Road was a run I couldn’t fail to complete. Climatic conditions didn’t allow for the sun to light my way across the boggy moorland, with Rolo & I starting off in a thick fog with only the foreground sheep for company. Thankfully, as … More The Golden Road

Cwm Hill & Llys y Fran

Bryony and I took Rolo for for first *proper* holiday this summer, heading to undiscovered parts of the familiar landscapes of Pembrokeshire. Cwm Hill was our adventure base, close to the coast and the hills with the promise of top quality stargazing. A couple of hills over lay a reservoir and country park which had immediately suggested … More Cwm Hill & Llys y Fran