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Wales Coast Path, day 22: Ferryside to Carmarthen

March 28, 2015 2 Comments
Wales Coast Path, day 22: Ferryside to Carmarthen

We join J. at Swansea station, on the two-carriage train to Carmarthen. A British Transport Police officer paces our carriage. Maybe coastal walkers, with their clumpy boots and aggressive waterproofs, rank only just below Cardiff City fans on the BTP Travelling Troublemakers Index. But we reach Ferryside, a request stop, without challenge. It’s a cool, […]

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Wales Coast Path, day 18: Llanrhidian to Loughor

February 14, 2015 0 Comments
Wales Coast Path, day 18: Llanrhidian to Loughor

Llanrhidian: a cold, clear, sunny morning. We park the car opposite the church and the ‘Welcome to Gower Inn’.  Both are closed, but C. and I can welcome J. to Gower without the help of beer or devotion, and the three of us set off eastwards along the lane at the bottom of the village, […]

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Wales Coast Path, day 21: Kidwelly to Ferryside

February 6, 2015 0 Comments
Wales Coast Path, day 21: Kidwelly to Ferryside

Early February, a glum cold morning. Like three dormice at the mouth of their hole, twitching their whiskers and sniffing the winter air, we emerge from our car on the edge of Kidwelly for a modest early year ramble. C. wears industrial strength gloves, J. a woolly hat advertising an Irish stout. It’s not half […]

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Falling water and Coleridge

January 3, 2015 1 Comment
Falling water and Coleridge

‘The mad water rushes thro’ its sinuous Bed, or rather prison of Rock with such rapid Curves, as if it turned the Corners not from mechanic force, but with foreknowledge, like a fierce & skilful Driver; great Masses of Water, one after the other, that in twilight one might have feelingly compared them with a […]

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Wales Coast Path, day 20: Burry Port to Kidwelly

December 7, 2014 4 Comments
Wales Coast Path, day 20: Burry Port to Kidwelly

A cold, still morning in Burry Port. The sun, they say, will shine all day. The four of us are the only people in the car park without dogs to share our walk. Feeling inadequate, we hurry on to the path, joining it at the point where the huge Carmarthen Bay Power Station once stood. […]

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Wales Coast Path, day 19: Loughor to Burry Port

November 30, 2014 0 Comments
Wales Coast Path, day 19: Loughor to Burry Port

Loughor is a frontier town. Now just an extension of ‘greater Gorseinon’, it was once a place of more importance. The Romans planted an auxiliary fort on its headland, commanding the mouth of the river. The Normans built a small castle on the same spot, with the same intention – securing the invaders and depressing […]

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Starlings and Coleridge

November 17, 2014 1 Comment
Starlings and Coleridge

“Starlings in vast flights drove along like smoke, mist, or any thing misty without volition – now a circular area inclined in an Arc – now a Globe – now from complete Orb into an Elipse & Oblong – now a balloon with the car suspended, now a concaved Semicircle – & still it expands […]

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Nightwalking

October 14, 2014 1 Comment
Nightwalking

The literature of walking is large. It’s grown quickly in recent years, in part as an offshoot of the ‘new nature writing’. Most of it, though, is concerned with walking in the light of day. Nightwalking has received much less treatment. Frédéric Gros, in his recent A philosophy of walking (2014) fails to mention it. […]

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Delft in four colours

October 6, 2014 0 Comments
Delft in four colours

Orange Orange is the Dutch colour. But to see it in Delft you need to lift your eyes above the roads and canals to the tops of the buildings. Big bright orange pantiles run in vertical rows down the small hipped roofs of many houses, each of which is different in size and height from […]

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Wales Coast Path, day 51: Aberaeron to Llanrhystud

September 16, 2014 0 Comments
Wales Coast Path, day 51: Aberaeron to Llanrhystud

Another Aberaeron start, but this time we’re walking to the north. 10 September, and it’s another perfect day.  Neither of us can remember such a summer’s end: warm, still and sunlit. Aberaeron, so careful of its landward appearance, turns its back on the sea. Admittedly the shore is shingle, but the monotonous concrete wall and […]

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