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Escape to Exmoor

May 27, 2019

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Every now and then you need to get away. Sometimes you didn’t even know that you needed to get away until you actually do it. Away from traffic, work, politics, shopping and the fraught treadmill of daily life. Back to basics and immersed in the natural world, escaping modern life and hiding in an obscure […]

A place in the sun

May 18, 2019

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Blue sky, pumping surf and no-one out, what more do you want? Stoked to get one of these in the latest issue of Carve Magazine, there’s some great work in the magazine that celebrates it’s 25th anniversary this year. Great article by Vaughnie in the last issue (#194) about surfing the Cribbar and by Sharpy […]

Chasing shadows up on the roof

August 27, 2018

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It’s ‘heather’ time on Exmoor, mid to late August, and the stags are in full, soft velvet before it imminently sheds, to reveal their battle amour and the abruptly hard new-season antlers in preparation for the autumn rut. Rut, rut, rutting. It can be a fractious and emotional time as the new flood of hormones […]

Deer on the Exmoor doorstep

January 21, 2018

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The rain, drizzle & mizzle, downpours in grey sheets. On muddy paths & Flooded roads. Forcing the valiant wanderer Into pubs & lukewarm hot-tubs.   Mmmmm. Anyway. Ginuary, rest and a chance to edit some pix from 0ur last sunny day. Btw, HBC (Happy Birthday Charlotte), Wtf & BYT (Boil yer Tatties) haha. Deer on […]

The Dirty Dozen

November 27, 2015

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I’m not doing a calendar this year but if I was going to…. These are the shots that might have made it on to the printed page. The blog is formatted for mobile phone use but you really need to click on the images to view on a large screen. Big is best. So without […]

The first day of spring in the highlands

April 14, 2015

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Straight outa the camera, these are the jpegs of a cool ‘day off’ at the Scottish Surfing Championships, held at Thurso over Easter weekend. Congratulations to Chris Noble who retained his title under severe pressure form Scott Main. Click on the photo to view full size.

Wasting away

May 25, 2012

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Wasting away I wrote a poem about my unrequited love And they told me I was clever. I tried to sell my picture to the journal And they told me they would never Pay me, oh no. Here I sit Wasting away. Drinking champagne and happy in my furrow. Oh no, Wasting away and waiting […]