Lostwithiel & the fowey valley

From its birth on Bodmin Moor to its communion with the sea, Cornwall’s ever-shining River Fowey has been the source of gold in one form or another for thousands of years. Today it’s walking gold that’s there for the taking.

Glastonbury, in the Somerset Levels, might bring to mind crystal healing and ley lines, but away from the town wildlife flourishes. Our campsite was perfectly placed, close to both the RSPB’s Ham Wall

We leafed through the well-thumbed pages of our atlas until North Wales stopped us in our tracks. Anglesey felt like a place apart. A few weeks later, we found ourselves waist-high in prickly gorse, s

The Scottish Highlands have captured travellers’ imaginations since Sir Walter Scott began setting his wildly evocative historical novels here. What those first Victorian tourists discovered was a vas

I’m awake. Very awake. It’s early on a wind-whipped Sunday morning and I’m neck-deep in the sea off the Isle of Man’s north-east coast. The rain is steady, the swell is heavy and the water is gaspindu

In spring, thousands of daffodils illuminate the fields and riverbanks at Farndale, in a corner of North Yorkshire rich in folklore and history