A year of wild camps

A review of my year of wild camps, time spent living in the landscape, not passing through it.

The Seals of Chichester Harbour

The natural harbours of the south coast are unlike anywhere else on the incredibly varied and wonderful shores of the British Isles. Like...

High water in the Gorges du Tarn

Late spring and early summer paddling in Southern France is all about gently flowing rivers, and warm, friendly white water at a moderate...

Reflections on the Basingstoke Canal

Basingstoke: a much-maligned town thought of as urban and boring by many. Canal: a stretch of water thought by many to be full of...

The Pirates go wild in Assynt

Every Easter, a bunch of friends and I, including a handful of kids, head out on an adventure in the Scottish Highlands by canoe. These...

When the snow comes...go paddling

So, the Beast from the East's little brother was on the way. Stories of doom and gloom abounded, and no doubt supermarket stock...

That one magic moment

I have this theory. Every single time I go out for a quiet walk, or for a solo paddle in the canoe, something will catch my eye that is a...

So, what's it all about then?

If you've explored the rest of my website, you'll hopefully have realised that I love the outdoors. First of all, I wanted to simply have...