Then it happens. Dave opens the throttle and I’m whooping with abandon. I can’t help it. And then we’re up, and I whoop louder. Yell and wheeze and holler and splutter, my euphoria battling the onrushing wind. We spend 10 minutes or so in the air (though it feels longer), Dave tossing me like a … Continue reading Walking in air
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Walking with the crowds
There was a lot of mud. There were bodies in bright outfits all shuffling together. And it was certainly noisy – the wind hollered and buffeted like heavy metal at full volume. But there ended the likeness to a traditional British festival. Up on the top of Mynydd Troed in February, I’d joined ramblers rather … Continue reading Walking with the crowds
Stone me!
Sitting atop a 180-year-old stallion, just off Britain’s ancient Ridgeway, I watched a man meditating inside an extraterrestrial doodle. From my vantage, by the rump of a huge chalk figure – Hackpen Hill’s White Horse – I saw the man stroll amid a crop circle of alien (or prankster?) flattened wheat before pausing in the … Continue reading Stone me!
On an Italian high
There was nothing between me and the deep blue sky. A blue to make Farrow & Ball weep into their paint pots and surrender to the superiority of nature. Mountains reared all around: the dramatic immediacy of the Italian Dolomites, the frosted Austrian Alps in the distance. Meadows beamed with wildflowers and a metal cross … Continue reading On an Italian high
On track in Tasmania
I have just read your amazing feature in Wanderlust. It’s brilliant! I am thrilled and can’t wait to send it to everyone in Tassie. Thank you so much again. You have been magnificent. Forgive me. Own trumpet blown. But this was the delightful message I received from Susie de Carteret at Tasmanian Odyssey, who supported my … Continue reading On track in Tasmania
Everything Easter
Raindrops on daffodils, whiskers on bunnies; bright copper-foiled chocolate and warm woollen mittens being ceremoniously shoved back in the drawer… these are a few of the many reasons to look forward to the Easter holidays... Always nice to do a big, meaty round-up for the Telegraph. Especially one that involves bigging up the great British … Continue reading Everything Easter
Boston in a weekend
You could easily stay for weeks, exploring the various neighbourhoods: Downtown, home to the Freedom Trail historic route and tasty Chinatown; affluent Beacon Hill; the shopping mecca of Back Bay, which until 150 years ago was untamed swamp; Italian-flavoured North End; trendy, gay-friendly South End; Cambridge, across the Charles River. But chances are you’ll fall … Continue reading Boston in a weekend
Top spots for Skyscanner
I was wanting to get in touch with you on the possibility of a writing commission, as I just read your lovely article on Tobago and then got distracted reading more of your work and looking at photos on your Twitter – I empathise with your cat-related computer incidents... Lovely to get an email out … Continue reading Top spots for Skyscanner
Get thee to Thessaloniki!
Some say Thessaloniki is a city of fairytales; that it’s an old lady with pockets full of sweets, which she hands out in her own time... Greece’s second city lacks obvious sights but managed to get under my skin, thanks to a lovely local lady pointing out the things I’d have missed, and the super-abundance … Continue reading Get thee to Thessaloniki!
Tobago: just wizard
It was as if the Northern Lights had scooted down from the Arctic and dived right into the Caribbean, only this was a display I could command. Standing on my board, waving my paddle-wand and sending sorcerous shazams across the water, I felt like Gandalf. I've done a far bit of travel. Tried a fair … Continue reading Tobago: just wizard
Sarah Louise Baxter 