My Favourite Book This Year
One-third of the world's wild nature has been lost since I was a child and first heard the word 'conservation'. That's what keeps me awake at night.
One-third of the world's wild nature has been lost since I was a child and first heard the word 'conservation'. That's what keeps me awake at night.
The media loves big, exciting, daring adventures and expeditions.
My world revolves around conservation, and because of that I think I'm often guilty of forgetting the importance of humans in the equation.
To really get to know a country, you have to wild camp.
I can't think of anything that excites a greater sense of childlike wonder than to be in a country where you are ignorant of almost everything.
I spent this evening daydreaming about possible expeditions. Fittingly, in the pub just down the road from the Royal Geographical Society.
A bird in the hand is definitely worth two in the bush - at least in terms of inspiring young people to take an interest in wildlife and conservation...
Embarking on my first was a fluke. Back in the days of 'msn' I heard from a friend about an expedition to Svalbard. Sounded interesting, though I confess to not having a clue what Svalbard was..
I often get asked why I go on expeditions. What's the point? Why put up with hardships and trials and bad days? Why go far away from the comforts of civilization and stability?
The more you know, the saying goes, that more you realise you know nothing. The same is true for traveling, I think..
On one particularly tiring and long day, the very instant my head hit the pillow (insert: a sandy pair of rather grim trousers) the valley boomed with the rasping bellow of an Arabian Leopard.
Well we're off via a ferry from Harwich in search of beautiful and wild Eastern Europe, and there's been an exciting last minute development on the trip.