It’s life, Captain … but not as we know it !

Is there anything more calming than the gentle patter of rain? The flautist on the branch had heralded the downpour with his trill repertoire. The cock blackbird is rarely wrong when it comes to forecasting precipitation. As the gun-metal grey clouds rolled across, I donned my wet gear and slipped a leash on Charlie the … Continue reading It’s life, Captain … but not as we know it !

Choughs, Carns and Coastal Paths

Have you ever visited somewhere to come away feeling that you hadn’t explored the place enough? I felt that leaving Pen Llyn (the Lleyn Peninsula) last year. For two reasons. The holiday cottage, Ty Bwlcyn, that nestled under a ‘Marilyn’ called Carn Fadryn, screamed for a return visit this year ... because I hadn’t climbed … Continue reading Choughs, Carns and Coastal Paths

Harriers and Harnsers

Walking along the banks of the only man-made canal in Norfolk, the redundant Dilham Canal, resembled a walk through a petrified forest. Whatever calamity had befallen the trees here was beyond my limited arboreal knowledge. Dutch Elm disease? The legions of half-trees, many now devoid of bark and ravaged by woodpecker drillings looked as though … Continue reading Harriers and Harnsers