Month: September 2014

Portland

Portland presents a forbidding aspect in the rain; sky and sea merge into battleship grey uniformity. For the first two days we walked sunken lanes through boot devouring mud. On the second day we managed a couple of desultory climbs between downpours. And then day three explodes with a burst of springtime sound and colour …

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Using Bushcraft

Between Tunbridge Wells and Maidstone there is an unprepossessing patch of deciduous woodland sandwiched between a stream on the southern edge, the River Medway to the north, fields to the west and an industrial estate to the east. Along the perimeters the rusting detritus of agribusiness is being subsumed into the landscape. I can just …

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CPD in Wales

In the days preceding my trip I had watched, with mounting trepidation, the weather forecast for Snowdonia. Jolly orange triangles took on sinister significance because they were the symbols for severe weather warnings, backed up by the words ‘heavy rain’ and ‘thunder storms’. Tired from the nine hour journey by public transport I was grateful …

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Winter Trip

February is easing into March and the certainty of winter is becoming the possibility of spring. Outside the Hostel, around the bird table, life thrives. A male pheasant practices its regal strut, all clashing colours; its feathered train, iridescent in the morning sun, touches the ground. A mallard duck and her drake waddle up like …

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