My 32-year streak climbing the same hill in North Wales on Christmas Eve has come to an end. 😕
My 32nd consecutive Christmas Eve ascent of Moel Famau in North Wales.
My 31st consecutive Christmas Eve ascent of Moel Famau.
In all my years visiting the Dee Marshes, I had never looked across them from the Welsh side.
Anglesey · lost exploration craft rediscovered · writing advice from Rebecca Solnit · volcanic sunsets · Ted Hughes · typographical tips · a strange way to estimate π · Dull Men’s Club · street photography · free speech · Alexander von Humboldt
On the realisation that the natural world gets on perfectly well without us.
When you see a bird often enough, its jizz begins to rub off on you—if you'll pardon the expression.
I’ve never seen stars remotely approaching those in Anglesey. There are so damn many of them. Thousand upon thousand. Too many to count.
How a mere week can make a big difference in the natural world.
About my—and my mum’s—childhood holidays on the Welsh island of Anglesey.