A crackling fire and a pot of coffee were waiting as I reached the campsite. Twilight had fallen, and I could just make out the tents floating in the forest, suspended between the pine trees. We were in Haldon Forest, a swathe of woodland that stretches for 3500 acres across South Devon, laced with a spiderweb
Tucked away down a quiet Devon lane lies Bantham Beach, one of the most picturesque beaches on the South Devon coastline. Soft sand dunes open out onto a sheltered bay, while Burgh Island looms just offshore. I’ve lost count of the times I’ve come out here just to unwind and find headspace. So, sometime last summer,
A lush, dense tree canopy enveloped me as beams of sunlight streamed through the leaves. The footpath led me from my bustling home of Totnes towards the sleepy village of Ashprington, winding through pine forests as the River Dart meandered below. For a quick walk to clear your mind, it doesn’t really get better than
Gulfoss is a thunderous monster, even when half frozen. Cascading through the Hvita canyon, it carves it’s way through 100ft of rock, creating a gaping chasm over 60ft wide. The path leading down to the viewing posts was a pure sheet of ice, and I had to clamber onto the ‘dangerous’ side of the fence
To make the most of a short stay in Iceland, I remember opting for a Golden Circle tour, taking in three of the most iconic sights around Reykjavik – Thingvellir National Park, Gulfoss Waterfall and Geysir herself. Thingvellir was first on the list, a huge rift valley that sits on the slowly widening ridge between the
It’s been a long time since I looked at these photographs. I first travelled here quite a few years ago, and going through these old photos keeps bringing back waves of nostalgia. I only spent 4 days here, but the land of ice and fire has held me in it’s snare ever since. It’s a
Imposing and mysterious, Mt Shasta dominates the skyline for hundreds of miles. The last in a chain of dormant volcanoes, it’s snow covered peak towers above the surrounding forests and lakes. For centuries it has been the spiritual heart of Northern California, both for modern new age spiritualists and the Native American peoples before them,
Nestled between the backbone of California and the plains of Nevada lies the isolated ghost town of Bodie. Once home to countless brothels, saloons and murders, Bodie is a living relic that symbolises the greed and excess of the 19th century gold rush. Surrounded by the Sierra Nevada mountain range and the eerie Mono Lake,
Yosemite is what everyone expects – glorious but crowded. The busy valley offers spectacular vistas to El Capitan, Half Dome and Yosemite Falls, but to get a real sense of what Yosemite is about, get out onto the trails and lose yourself in the splendour of this glacial canyon. A favourite of mine was a
Few people travel to California without making the pilgrimage to Yosemite. Yet even fewer people make the time to visit it’s breathtakingly beautiful sister, King’s Canyon. Both these landscapes are pristine U-shaped valleys, carved out by ice-age glaciers and covered in towering pine forests. We approached King’s Canyon one afternoon, driving down the magnificent Highway
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