We spent a day exploring the historic city of Stanley (yes it is a city) in the Falklands, under a brilliant blue sky and warm sun. We wandered past the wood-clad houses and other buildings, with earthly tones and bright coloured corrugated iron roofs, along the main street running parallel to the dark shoreline. A … More What’s in a name?
The ocean was a maelstrom of white and deep blue. The wind whipping waves that rumbled and tumbled over in a rush of foaming water, the troughs between hidden from view. We stood on the bow of the MS Fram, a few sheltered spots providing some respite from the rampant wind. The sun continued to … More Carcass Island, The Falklands
Morning dawned bright, sunny and breezy over a landscape unerringly familiar despite being at the other end of the planet. A rugged wind swept, treeless landscape, a dark rocky shore and white sandy beaches, with brownish green grass meeting a brilliant green and blue sea. I could be in the northern isles of Scotland and … More New Island, The Falklands
It had taken 36 hours of travelling. A train from Thetford to Heathrow. A 15 hour flight to Santiago in Chile. Leaving the mizzle of a wet English winter (seems like an age ago but remember the beginning of the year and the relentless rain?) and arriving in the heat of South America. A long … More Southern Blue
April 2026 saw me fortunate enough to attend my second European Cetacean Society (ECS) conference in Dundee, Scotland. ECS is an annual gathering for scientists, students and conservationists focusing on the study and protection of marine mammals. This is my take on ECS 2026 in Dundee – the city of Discovery. Dundee Industry Social Cetaceans … More European Cetacean Society Conference 2026
Antarctica, that realm of untouched, unparalleled wilderness, beauty and unique wildlife. For so long the realm only of bold explorers who faced extreme conditions, being the first to touch and lay eyes on this stunning landscape. Names like Cook, Ross, Amundsen, Scott, Shackleton, Wild and Cherry-Garrad, to name only a very few and by no … More The Southern Ocean Explorers
For the first time since 2009 I crossed the Bay of Biscay more than once during 2025. With my children getting a little older, I made the decision to try and do some more surveys and guiding for the marine charity ORCA, the same one I worked for in 2009 as the Wildlife Officer on … More Bay of Biscay 2025
When I was a kid I always wanted a dog. It was however a firm and definitive no from my Dad and we ended up having pretty much every other pet under the sun. Cats. Guinea Pigs. Rabbits. Gerbils. Hamsters. Fish. An aviary full of Budgerigars and Cockatiels. And I loved them all. But they … More In Memory of Moomins
It’s been nearly eight months but I can still feel the heat of the Costa Rican sun. Still feel the gentle swell rolling the small, wooden blue boat. Still see that brilliant blue sky scudded with white clouds meeting the horizon and merging into the deeper blue of an ocean that changes to green closer … More Ocean’s Heaven
Across the river from the lodge the jungle sat on a narrow strip of land. Here there were more lodges hidden amongst the dense parts but also a village. Sandwiched between the river and the sandy beach, the village essentially had one narrow, main road. Not that there were any cars. Along both sides of … More The Place of the Turtles
Wild Barley 