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Europe » United Kingdom » England » Northumberland » Kielder April 29th 2011

Kielder Observatory looked nothing like I expected it to. Having never been to an observatory in my life before, I expected all observatories to be huge Plexiglas domes with an even bigger telescope sticking out of the top. I have no idea where this vision came from, probably a cartoon from the eighties where the end of the telescope is an enormous distorted eye keeping a lookout at the locals down in Kielder rather than up in the skies, but it couldn’t have been more wrong. Maybe it was because we were in Hadrian’s Wall country, maybe it was designed like that, or maybe I just couldn’t think of a better analogy, but Kielder Observatory looks slightly like a Roman fort. A pre-Hadrianic fort if we’re being picky, because it was made entirely of wood in ... read more
The Observatory Again
I Join Lyndsey in Blocking the View of the Observatory
It Seems the Stars are difficult to take Pictures of

Europe » United Kingdom » England » Northumberland » Kielder April 29th 2011

In the beginning there was darkness. It was the middle of the night and the moon was new, so what else did I expect? Dark as it was though, I could still see everything in my bedroom, the shape of the wall, the retro fireplace, even my feet, sticking out as they were from the end of the duvet to keep me cool on a particularly stuffy night. My curtains are thick enough to pretty much block out everything from the outside, but having a streetlight directly opposite meant that even the best curtains will let an orangey-glow in around the edges. I took a look at my watch and realised I had only been asleep for an hour, so rather than sit wondering about the marvels of sodium vapour fluorescent lighting, I turned over and ... read more
Back into England
Kielder
The Royal Wedding from above the M6

Europe » United Kingdom » England » West Midlands » Wolverhampton April 13th 2011

“I’ve got a feeder for you to perch on” I found out in a recent family get together that the first word I ever managed to speak was not ‘mama’, ‘dada’ or any of the usual baby words. It was ‘pigeon’. You could probably conclude from that small fact that I do, as the title of the song suggests, like birds. I suspect though, had I been able to say more than one word at the time, that I would have probably been saying “keep away from my rusks, pigeon vermin!” Pigeons aren’t on the top of my list of favourite birds, but there are plenty that I do like. Of course, the events have been chosen by the music, and in this particular case the music has chosen an event for my sister. She likes ... read more
Puffin

Europe » United Kingdom » England » West Midlands » Wolverhampton March 29th 2011

“So come out of your cave walking on your hands” The response to the plan for the first event was overwhelming. I was overwhelmed by the number of people that refused to read the blog and just wanted to tell me what the blooming hell we were doing. I was also overwhelmed by the number of people that said “I’m not flipping camping, count me out”. And so, for the second trip, I need to make things a bit more people friendly, no camping and no trips to one of the most remote places in the country. Luckily, with one eye on the budget, the second trip is all over in a day. For those sticking to the concept, listening to the music and trying to work out where we are going from the songs, you ... read more
Watery Cave

Europe » United Kingdom » England » West Midlands » Wolverhampton March 6th 2011

“Coming back to the city that I never quite leave, picture you by the ocean, picture me coughing into my sleeve” It seems fitting that this song gets the ball rolling on our little trips, partly because it is a song from one of my favourite albums, but also because it is, by and large, a song about escape. It’s a song about the city, where everyone wants to be, where you can do anything you like. Listen to those ambitious people you know, they all want to head to London, to New York, to anywhere big and shiny. Cities have everything you can ever want, as long as you have the money to buy it, and of course, the city has means to help you make money if you’re ambitious, or enterprising, or just plain ... read more
Street Orange Glow

Europe » United Kingdom » England » West Midlands » Wolverhampton March 1st 2011

There often comes a time in life when what was once clear cut suddenly becomes a little muddy, like a man with long hair and a leather jacket who won’t listen to any music unless it was written before 1987 (in particular music by a band that refuses that use anything other than guitar, drums and bass) suddenly discovering that he actually quite likes the new Burial album. And for me, that moment is now, for, having spent years trying to spend my birthday sitting quietly in a corner drinking ale and trying not to attract too much attention, I suddenly find myself wanting to do something memorable for the big 30th birthday that is fast approaching. It’s not hard to see why really; I have a mortgage, I have bills and I have a job ... read more
The music took us here
The music took us here as well

Europe » United Kingdom » England » West Midlands » Wolverhampton October 12th 2009

Day 13: 12th October 2009 11:50 PM The final day started in exactly the same way as the first, with a burst of music from my alarm clock at 4.00AM, although this time it was the sound of Mansun‘s ‘Take it Easy Chicken‘ rather than the tuneless noise of my clock radio on Day 1. Oddly enough, two weeks of fresh air and refreshing walks has given me a sufficient burst of energy to wake up at this time and be able to get straight out of bed feeling relatively invigorated. John and Lyndsey must feel the same, Lyndsey having already risen half an hour before me (convinced, without a watch or the alarm on her phone, that we had overslept) and John, the man who could sleep competitively, getting up at the same time as ... read more
Skyr
Nodding Off

Europe » Iceland » Southwest » Reykjanesbær October 12th 2009

8:10 PM Travelling around Iceland, climbing volcanoes, waterfalls and glaciers can be tiring, and there is a lot to be said for sitting in a bath of sulphur, so our final complete day was a much more relaxed affair. We had always planned to end the trip at Iceland‘s main tourist spot, the Blue Lagoon, which sits in the lava fields between Reykjavik and the airport (via a slight detour), gently whiling away our last hours in its soothing waters. The Blue Lagoon is something of an accident, the by-product of the nearby geothermal power station. Like the other power stations in the area, it uses the hot water below the ground to generate electricity, after which the water is left to pour into the volcanic craters and holes next to it. Some clever person years ... read more
The Blue Lagoon
Relaxing in the Lagoon
Looking Cheery

Europe » Iceland » Southwest » Reykjavík October 12th 2009

Day 13: 12th October 2009 2:45 PM Just as darkness completely surrounded us and the creatures of the night stared out from the shadows, we arrived in Hella. The creatures of the night were actually the same as the creatures of the day, mostly creatures that say ‘Baa’, or a regional accented equivalent of it. We had originally wanted to keep going and wait until we got to Reykjavik before we stopped for food, but as we reached the roundabout that branched off to Hella’s main areas, the petrol station and the cafe, indecision hit us. We were dithering so much, in fact, that we drove around the roundabout four times before we finally decided to pull up at the same truckers cafe that we had stopped at for a drink on the way down (there ... read more

Europe » Iceland » South October 11th 2009

10:00 PM We had chosen to stop off in Skogar because of how close it was to Sólheimajökull, but despite being nearby, it took a very long time to get there. The site was a short distance off Route 1, along one of Iceland’s many unpaved roads, this particular one full of rocks and potholes, and yesterday’s storm had left pools and small rivers flowing across the road. Eventually we abandoned the car and walked, realising that we weren’t going to get all the way without a 4x4. As we arrived, pretty much on time as oppose to the 20 minutes or so early as we had planned, a small group were leaving the meeting area and heading for the glacier. Thinking we may have turned up too late, we ran after them (well Lyndsey did, ... read more
Ice Pick at the Ready
Standing Firm on a Slippery Surface
A Big Plug Hole




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