We had grand plans for today but thanks to another washout they’ve had to be postponed. Will that stop us from continuing with our #30DaysWild challenge then? Not a bit of it. Despite torrential rain Emma valiantly headed out earlier this morning to top up our bird feeders which have Read more…
A late start today thanks in no small part to last night’s electoral events which had a terrible sense of deja vu about them. First came the shock exit poll, then a steady stream of naysayers all confident that the pollsters had got it wrong until, in the bleak early Read more…
It was time for #30DaysWild to meet politics this evening thanks to the minor matter of a general election. In what seems to be an increasingly regular occurrence we once more made the short walk to our local chapel to cast votes in the most marginal seat in the country. Read more…
Day three of #30DaysWild found us in Leeds for a wedding. A change of location then but definitely no change in our attempt at doing something wild every single day in June. With time limited (something about needing to put on a suit and polish my shoes apparently) we decided Read more…
For us day two of #30DaysWild has been all about citizen science. That is to say the collection and analysis of data relating to the natural world by members of the general public, typically as part of a collaborative project with professional scientists. Thanks Google, couldn’t have said it better Read more…
A couple of weeks ago having spent an entire weekend painting doors (it’s not all fun and games around here you know) we were itching for another adventure. Rather conveniently my sister and her husband happened to be holidaying in Pembrokeshire just west of here and, following a very kind Read more…
I had a real yearning for some ‘proper’ birding weekend before last. Not a walk with some birds thrown in for good measure but a full on, telescope out, find as much as we possibly can expedition. Ideally that would have involved a trip to my favourite reserve on the Read more…
A day after seeing the efforts our ancestors expended keeping the French at bay we found ourselves at a place whose whole existence is geared towards entirely the opposite goal. Dover. Surely one of the most depressing towns ever to greet a weary traveller (although I’m pretty sure Calais runs Read more…
Before the Harriers, Owls and Egrets stole our weekendwe’d spent an enjoyable couple of hours exploring Llanelli WWT. Given the time of year I fully expected to be soaking up the sights and sounds of Wigeon for as far as the eye could see, perhaps with the resident Godwit flock Read more…
Strumble Head is probably my favourite part of Pembrokeshire yet with so much going on I’d somehow managed to let over a year slip by since our last visit. We made amends last Saturday by walking the now familiar route from Strumble Head itself all the way along the coast Read more…