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U.S. Gallery

I’ve been meaning to put these on here for ages. Two years after the event I finally got around to doing it.

You may remember that I did a road-trip across the U.S. back in 2008. Slacker that I’ve been, I never got around to putting the travelogue up (although that may follow in time). However, I did get a good selection of pictures - of which a selection are now on the site.

You’ll need flash to browse it.

If there’s one thing you can say about the U.S., is that it has diversity. It’s entirely understandable when you have a country of that size, with such a wide variety of climate, people and flora/fauna that many people don’t get a passport and go abroad. There’s plenty to see there - and I hope that I’ve managed to capture that in this gallery. Enjoy.

Go on - click here - you know you want to....

Destination Nürburgring (Part Two)

Part two of my road-trip travelogue...

Destination Nürburgring (Part One)

At the beginning of this year, I went on a 2,000 mile road-trip across Europe in my Smart Roadster. Since my trip to the U.S. back in 2008, I'd discovered that I quite like road-trip holidays and decided to do a European version. What you'll be reading here is part one from the first week, which I composed on the road at the end of each day via Blogger (Google). To cut a long story short, I've transferred all the posts onto my own site for your reading pleasure.

Be warned, this is quite a long document with a fair amount of pictures in it. If you have a slow connection then it may take a while to download. Additionally, instead of merely regurgitating what I'd already written back then, I've added a few more pictures and words - so even if you've read it before you might find something new, although you may not see some of the original pictures (yet), as I'll be publishing a gallery with all those in quite soon.

Enjoy reading.

Pining for the fjords...

As you’ll have seen from my previous posts, I’ve now disappeared on my european road-trip.

If you’d like to keep up with what’s going on whilst I’m away then check out this link, where a (more or less) day-by-day update will be posted.

Update (29th January 2009) - I’ll be moving the entire travelblog to this site in a couple of weeks. Once I get it into Rapidweaver (my blogging tool of choice), I’ll tart it up a bit and proof-read it so that it actually makes sense in places.


As the new year arrives, it’s time to make the final preparations before I commence my road-trip and head to Denmark - I leave the UK on Sunday.

Since I booked the ferry crossing back in October, a lot has changed - most importantly the pound is now worth nothing on the international currency market, so I’m going to have to perform the trip on a very tight shoestring - so I’ll be taking the following steps to stretch my pound whilst I’m away:

1) I will be making use of Europe’s extensive youth-hostel network in conjunction with another jolly useful website that allows me to hunt down cheap bed’n’breakfast accommodation. I shouldn’t have to pay more than £25/night for a bed and a meal, plus youth-hostels allow me to mingle and get a bit of social interaction whilst I’m travelling. YHA membership, along with the power of word-of-mouth should help in getting some discounts whilst I travel.

2) As the whole point of the journey is to explore, I can’t say I’m really that fussed about gastronomic experiences in über-expensive restaurants, so I’ll be doing a lot of self-catering - Lidl, here we come!

3) I’ve scaled down the distance that I’ll be driving over the fortnight, from 2,500+ miles to little more than 1,500. This’ll save on fuel costs. I wanted to go to Liechtenstein, but this probably isn’t a realistic option now.

I’ve got loads more ideas for money-saving up my sleeve, but I’ll leave those for you to read about when I commence my travelogue. No doubt my tightwad antics will keep you entertained.

As you’ll have seen from my previous paragraph, I shall be writing a travelogue whilst I’m away. With my trusty eee netbook and a USB broadband-dongle, I should be able to keep you suitably updated on my progress. If there’s one thing I learnt from the U.S. trip, it’s that you can’t expect to write up your adventures after the event and still expect it to be a good-read (hence, the reason why you’ve not seen a summary from that trip).

Before I leave on Sunday morning I’ll post the travelogue address for you to follow - in the meantime, have a Happy New Year.

Road Trip, Part 2

Once Christmas is out of the way (in fifty-three days time, if you didn’t know), the job market will probably be non-existent - so it seems fitting to take a couple of weeks out. With the wonder of the internet, I can pretty much make my job applications from anywhere (made easy by acquiring some very cheap mobile-broadband), so I may as well take a trip and enjoy my time off.

Having taken a road-trip back in May (a thoroughly enjoyable experience), I feel it’s time for another, albeit on a significantly tighter budget. I’ll be taking my own car and having a long plod around Europe. Again, the intended distance is likely to be about 2,000 miles.

I’m getting a plan together. As you might have gathered from my previous trip, one must always have a plan. Plans are good and fun to make - even if you toss them out of the window on arrival. So, here’s mine so far:

1) I’ll start by taking the Harwich to Esbjerg (Denmark) ferry and do a near-circular route through Denmark, Germany, Liechtenstein, Switzerland and Luxembourg - probably coming back via the chunnel in France, although I’ve not booked a return journey yet - just in case I get a prompt interview.
2) I’ll head down through the fjord region of south-east Denmark. Are Danish fjords like Norwegian ones?
3) I’ll find an autobahn in Germany that’ll let me legally drive my roadster to its speed-limit (about 120mph).
4) I intend to do a circuit of the Nurburgring, although possibly not at the speed that many others do.
5) I’d like to see the snowy mountain ranges of Interlaken (Switzerland). A quick search on google-images brings up some amazing views.

I’d also like to pay a visit to some of the smaller, lesser-visited areas of Europe - in particular, Liechtenstein and Luxembourg. Some of the photography of Liechtenstein that I’ve seen looks amazing. Maybe I just like snow-capped mountains.

Stopping along supermarkets along the way and staying in youth-hostels, I believe I can do the entire trip on a shoestring. It’ll be a good challenge, anyway. Job-hunting never seemed so civilised...


Having returned this morning, I feel fully US'ed out. I've drunk enough coffee to fuel a small republic for a year, eaten burgers, climbed mountains, watched trashy television, sat-out tornado warnings, been burnt by the sun and had a drenching from thunderstorms. It's been a pretty immersive experience and fully worthwhile - but more importantly, I've driven about 2000 miles from Washington D.C. to Fort Worth, Texas, a drive that's been pretty insightful.

See? Told you it woulnd't be a straight line.

As I said before I left, I had preconceptions about the United States and it's people. I didn't elaborate much at the time, but if I'm honest about it, most of my preconceptions weren't good ones. I'm not sure why that was. Perhaps it's my experiences of those I've met when I've travelled in the past, perhaps it's the media, perhaps it's international opinion - I don't know‚ but a preconception is a preconception and the whole point of this visit was to challenge it. The drive allowed me to take in the scenery, talk to people, film a snippet or two and manage those preconceptions - and I'll say it now, the drive was quite enjoyable.

To have an enjoyable drive, you need the right car. This pretty much fitted the bill.


What you see above is my vehicle of choice for the fortnight, a Chrysler Crossfire. I wanted to travel the US in a convertible vehicle - many a traveller will tell you that it's the only way to do it - and they're right. The additional expense over a regular vehicle was worth it. In fact, the car became an ice-breaker for many a conversation. With a stunning degree of regularity, strangers would refer to the "cute car" I was driving - and the conversation would start. That said, the British and American versions of cute are a whole spectrum apart. Using the average American mindset, a 3.2 litre sports-car car is indeed cute - but in Britain, one would be typecast as some sort of daisy-trampling eco-hater. I guess all things are relative when fuel is only £1.75 a gallon and you're using to driving five-litre trucks. Luckily, change appears to be on the horizon and fuel economy is actually starting to be discussed. Perhaps the infamous "credit-crunch" has the odd positive effect.

Over the course of my next few articles, I'll use the challenges I was set to elaborate on the experience further. They're a pretty mixed bunch and hopefully I've caught enough media along the way to give you an idea of what I'm on about. I'm not going to give away as to whether my original opinion was the right one or not, because if I did that it would defeat the object - and I'm hoping that you'll keep reading to the end.

The first part (of five) to follow shortly.

Proceed To Departure

With any luck tomorrow, I should be on a flight to the US - so I guess it's best if I explain what'll be going on.

Firstly, I will continue to blog my progress across The States, although I won't be able to immediately publish it. On my return, you'll get a post every couple of days, which in essence will be like a little story, pictures included. I'm sure that'll keep you entertained for a while.

However, what I will do along the way is upload pictures to Flickr. Ok, I admit, my "picture a day" project went totally titsup back in about February, but it's a nice quick and easy way to give you a quick (and possibly vague) idea of what I'm up to.

Of course, there is another reason for this - a friend recently suggested that should I disappear without trace whilst on holiday, at least giving some photographic clues of where I am may give the police some assistance in trying to find my gunshot riddled body. Call it photographic breadcrumbs, if you will - just keep looking for new posts after the 5th of February.

The journey will proceed according to the route that I've previously outlined in "The Plan". The last couple days are undecided, but I will give an indication as to where I'm going once I've made up my mind.

There we go. I'm all packed. I've got plenty of pants, my passport and a fistful of dollars - who needs anything else? My next full post will be in just over two weeks.

The Plan

It's always good to have a plan. Hell, 1,500 mile road-trips don't just plan themselves - so here's mine.

I aim to go through at least three national-parks (Shenandoah, Great Smoky Mountains and Hot Springs) and across a good few states (District Of Columbia, Maryland, Virginia, North Carolina, Tennessee, Arkansas and Texas). I've also left about four or five days to spare - just in case anything interesting I'd not thought of comes along. Here's the map of my journey....

Planned Route. (But you know what happens to the best laid plans....)

My visit to Hot Springs is my way of paying a small bit of homage to the Japanese trip that wasn't.

The American Automobile Association say that this journey is about 1,475 miles, but I still haven't entirely made up my mind about what I want to do between Little Rock and Dallas, so that might increase just a bit. I did plan going to Cadillac Ranch, but unfortunately, it adds about 700 miles to my trip - and there's limits on how far I'm prepared to drive. In the meantime, here's my to do list of "challenges", varying in difficulty.

1) Visit an Indian reservation.
2) Not get shot.
3) Capture a video-clip of a tumbleweed flying by. (Does that even really happen?)
4) Wear a bad cowboy hat. It's been suggested that I change hat every time I change state.
5) Go to a country bar and select something awful from the jukebox.
6) Find a bear, preferably shitting in the woods.
7) Fire a gun.
8) Eat grits, no matter how disgusting they appear to be.
9) Photograph the most obese individual I can find.
10) Attend an evangelist's church service.
11) Go to a strip-club. (Nice juxtaposition, huh? I nearly fell off my chair when my partner suggested that one)
12) Photograph an Elvis look-alike.

As you can see, my list has changed a little bit from its predecessor, but is a more realistic set of tasks to do based upon where I'm travelling through. I did try to rent a convertible for the journey, but unfortuantely, not a single car-hire company seems to have any in stock - which was a shame, but I'll try my luck again when I reach the vehicle pick-up desk.

In the meantime, if you've got any additional ideas for challenges, feel free to post a comment.


Having consoled myself with the fact that I'm probably unable to afford Japan this year, I figured I'd try and look at some suitable alternatives - namely a similar style of holiday (i.e. bumbling around a large-ish country for a few weeks), but hopefully in a way that creates less of a dent on my wallet. I settled on a ticket to the US. Just the air-travel and travel-pass aspects of it alone work out to be about half the price of their Japanese equivalents.

The US has always been a curiosity to me. I wouldn't exactly be what you call an American-lover, but I just want to go and see what things are like. Yes, I'm US-curious. With a country of such size, I figure that you've got a whole pile of diversity there. Just a quick look on my favourite piece of world-browsing software informs me that there's about a 15 degree temperature difference alone between the north and the south - and this is before we even get to talk about architecture, people, culture or food. Yep, there's got to be something there to keep me interested.

So, I've booked myself a flight. I'll fly into Washington DC (east coast) and come home from Dallas (down south, Texas) two weeks later. In a straight line, it's about 1,300 miles, but you didn't seriously expect me to go in a straight line, did you?

Not a straight line, but you expected that...
Wiggly: The route above (purple line) is 1,328 miles. My route will be a bit longer.

When I started planning and reading up, this was my initial list of stuff I wanted to do whilst away.

1) Find an Amish community in Ohio. (Hey, Diary Of The Dead did something good).
2) Go to a national-park in Arkansas.
3) Have pancakes for breakfast.
4) Go on a Greyhound bus.
5) Do the touristy thing on Capitol Hill, Washington.
6) Go into a bar in Tennessee and hear some country-music. (I hate country music, but it's got to be done)
7) Visit a town/city on the south-east coast and go to the beach.
8) Drive down one of those very long roads that seem to disappear into the distance, just like in photos.

..and no doubt I shall think of more.

As to how I'm going to go across the country, well, I've got three options - take the train, use the Greyhound network or hire a car. To be honest, the price isn't much different between the three methods, so I've decided on the car - this will allow me some more flexibility, freedom and the ability to do some of the things on the above list. The rail network doesn't get much in the way of glowing recommendations (it seems that freight takes priority over passenger traffic in most cases and the infrastructure is poor) and I do appear to limiting myself quite a bit by buying a Greyhound pass. Nope, in this case it has to be driven.

I'm looking forward to the whole thing and will be away for the last week of April and the first week of May. In the meantime, if you've got any tips on driving in the US, or things you consider to be quintessential activities that you should do whilst away, I'd be happy to hear 'em.

Footnote: Shit - I bought a B.A. ticket from Heathrow. Was this such a good idea?

Update (3/4): Some more stuff for the list (thanks for the suggestions)

9) Visit an Indian/Native-American reservation.
10) Drive an old Ford-Mustang.
11) Visit Graceland in Memphis.

Chufty Badge (2)

Back in August of this year, I set myself a goal - to obtain sufficient Dartmoor Letterbox stamps to get into the "100 Club" (i.e. at least 100) and to do it before the good weather for the year came to an end.

Over the last three months, I've spent most of my weekends walking on the moor, trying to attain that 100. I got number 100 today (and number 101 too). Mission accomplished.

It would be an understatement to say that I'm quite chuffed. The rewards of such an activity are few (the aching feet are evidence of this), but at least I can now apply for a chufty badge. It looks like this:

100 Club Badge

No doubt I shall sew it on my rucsac.

Of course, there are other rewards. I've seen some spectacular scenery - many will not be aware that there's some amazing places on their doorstep (Devonport Leat is a personal favourite), along with the fact that I've done some interesting photography - and got some exercise too. That doesn't do any harm.

And so my next goal is 200, although I'll be setting a target of attaining the next 100 by the end of next summer. This gives me a fair bit of time. Hopefully the weather won't turn totally foul over the winter and will allow me to get out for a few hours every so often at least. If only my other goals were going so well...

Going Paperless

I used to spend more money on printer cartridges than I did on crack - not any longer... Read More...

Back To Mine

After having found over 50 geocaches, it seemed appropriate to start thinking about putting one of my own out - and I've got a potential site in mind.

As a teenager, I did my fair share of hanging around. My hangout was a disused mine called the Prince Of Wales Mine, in Harrowbarrow, Cornwall. Naturally, any parent hearing this now would probably have palpitations, but it was a great place - you could do just about anything and it would be out of the way of disapproving eyes. We'd ride bikes on the sand-dunes (which were probably arsenic spoil-heaps), graffiti the walls, climb trees and generally hang around, even if we did piss people off by climbing/cutting through the barbed-wire perimeter. The blessing was that as we weren't hanging around on a street corner, everyone turned a blind-eye. Out of sight was out of mind. One was just expected to exercise common-sense.

The listing for the cache site will be going up in the next couple weeks and will not expect anyone to endanger their life to get it. I'm really not in the mood to be sued.

Whilst you're waiting for my cache listing to be published, you might want to pay a visit to another Cornish mine site that's been made safe and turned into a nature reserve. It's called Okel Tor and is in a lovely place right down by the River Tamar, in a place called Harewood, near Calstock. I lived in a Calstock several years back and never realised this place existed. It's not that I walk around with my eyes closed, honest.

The cache when listed will be called, "Back To Mine". If you want to see a picture of the mine site, have a look at image 4 on my gallery.

Wii all the way home.

After about 500 miles of driving, I'm back. It would be fair to say that although I did a fair bit of driving, that was the joy of the entire thing - the freedom to go where I liked and explore - pure driving for pleasure. I haven't been to Wales for about 10 years and I shan't be leaving it that long before I go again. The trip was exactly what I needed. Here's a summary of the 3 days for you:

  • Cardiff.
  • Perfect sandy beaches
  • Some great scenery.
  • Friendly people.
  • Beer.
  • A bit of geocaching.

  • Swansea

It doesn't take long to get to Wales from my part of the world - I'm just over two hours from Cardiff. In all honesty, I'm now starting to wonder why I've haven't done this more often before. I explored some stuff on the south coast, but I shall be back for more. A rough summary of my route would be:

Home -> Cardiff -> Swansea -> Tenby -> The Gower -> Cardiff -> Home

You'll probably be asking why I went to Cardiff twice. Well, as it's on the M4 and you go straight past it it'd be churlish not to do explore some on the way into Wales and back. The first time I visited as an irritating tourist, the second time I visited as someone needing a bit of shopping therapy - different purposes, y'see.

Things of note, just in case you pay a visit:

1) Cardiff Castle is almost unreal. It's a weird place that demonstrates what people can do when they've got far too much money. Each room is amazingly decorated, originally crafted by tradesmen who spent between five and seven years on each room. It's mad, but interesting. In the modern world, this sort of thing would never be created.

2) Swansea is ugly. I'm sure there are Welsh people out there now, screaming abuse at their screens for the very fact I've suggested such a thing, but as a visitor it did nothing for me. It's full of awful concrete accidents, similar to Drake's Circus/Charles Cross in Plymouth, (pre-demolition). It's grey and nasty and creates the ideal environment to get mugged, although please feel free to correct me with examples if you think I've got it all wrong. An unwelcoming place, I spent less than an hour there and felt no inclination to stay longer.

3) The Gower (south of Swansea) and Tenby (south-west coast) have both got their charm. I liken areas of The Gower to being similar to Dartmoor (ponies, sheep, wilderness and gorse), but without the rocky tors. It deserves its status as an area of natural beauty. As for Tenby, well it's a beach-town, but the pleasant part is that it's got lovely golden sand, a nice town-centre (kiss-me-quick hats are in fairly short supply here) and some photogenic old buildings such as a nice little castle, a nearby private island and some pleasant gardens. It's only about an hour from Swansea and worth the drive.

Accommodation was courtesy of a few nice B&Bs I found along the way.

So all in all, I had a good time. I had a pint or two of Brains beer, ate ice cream and left the real-world behind. Oh - and as the title suggests, I bought a Wii during my retail therapy - but I'll write about that later.

Pictures will be added when time permits.

Daffs / Leeks

After tomorrow's random linkage entry, I'll be taking a couple days off from posting as I'll be disappearing up to Wales for a couple of days. I've got some time off work and aim to use it productively by visiting Welsh seaside towns, having a look at the odd castle or two - and generally acting like an annoying English tourist. It'll be a very welcome break.

Normality will resume near the end of the week.

Moor Stuff

When I started letterboxing about five weeks ago, I set myself the challenge of getting 100 stamps before the good weather runs out and winter arrives. This would allow me to become a member of the Dartmoor 100 Club - allowing me to attach a big chufty badge to my rucsac. Silly, I know, but I'm enjoying it.

Well, over the last couple days I've not done too badly - I'm up to 65. Today I had a very productive day around Yar Tor and found 15 in the space of just a few hours. The view from the top is pretty good too.

Word is that the Tor over the road (Corndon) is even better - there's a chance I could get to my goal of 100 by the end of next week.


Sometimes you realise that there's some great stuff in your area that's just a few miles from home. Lopwell Dam is just such a place. I didn't even know it existed. Well, until today, that is.

I only become aware of it's existence when I found out that there was a Geocache there. The dam is actually quite large and is recognised as an area of outstanding natural beauty. Expert I'm not, but I'd agree that it's definitely a great place to go. On the drive down, I saw approximately 50 pheasant, loads of squirrels playing in the trees and swans around the river. With such visually abundant wildlife, I was starting to expect Bambi to frolic around the corner.

When you go there, you'll need to plan your timing a bit. For me, allowance an hour for the visit was about right, but you may feel differently - it depends what you intend to do there. Timing is important because the dam is subject to the tides and you'll only be able cross the dam when the tide is low. If you don't leave sufficient time, you'll be stranded. However, this time of year is an ideal time to go. The kids are back at school after the summer holidays and the weather is pleasant. The sun is still out and the chilliness of autumn hasn't fully kicked in yet. Oh - and don't forget to take your camera.

Further details are here: *clicky* (Site appears to be a bit clunky at the time of writing)
Tide times are here: *clicky*

Italy Gallery

After my recent trip to Italy, here's a few pictures. Each image has a description, so things should be fairly self-explanatory.



Over the last three years, it's been about this time when I go to Japan for a few weeks and get some language practice in. However this year I'm trying to save some money - so I'm going to take just a short break somewhere else.

I've got a shortlist of places to go, including the Dalmatian Coast of Croatia, the Odessa and Kiev areas of the Ukraine and St Petersburg (Russia), which the last time I visited was a complete washout. I feel a need to go back and redress the balance.

Whilst I haven't made a decision yet, the Ukraine is currently in the lead. I'm contemplating taking a visiting to Pripyat and the Chernobyl reactor whilst in the country, but it's a big decision to take. Such a visit is bound to be a humbling experience.

You're probably asking, "Why would you go there, idiot?". It's a tough question to answer.

I have a somewhat strange affinity with empty towns/cities/areas, of which this is a perfect example. Evacuated in days, the city had nearly 50,000 inhabitants. Having seen many images already, this offers the opportunity to take some stark photography with a high degree of visual impact. Nature is starting to claim back the land, another aspect which interests me.

What I shall say is that I am not the sort who slows down at car-accidents or who gets off on ghoulish events, but this has now become part of our history. Back in 1986, the incident was a significant event for myself, Europe and mankind. I was 14 at the time and had little understanding of how the events would effect us. That's something I'd like to change.

That said, I'm intending to take my holiday in September. For all I know, I might fall out of bed tomorrow morning and change my mind... I might end up booking a week in Ibiza.

Onions / Bicycles / Berets

There won't be an update for a day or two, as I'm trundling off to France for a holidayette. In the meantime, feel free to stare at this picture of a nun until I return.


Look carefully now - I shall be asking questions later.


A little while back, when I was ranting about people who had an inability to deal with six inches of snow, I started looking on the web at some places where snow is a little more commonplace, such as Russia. In particular, I dug out the tourist-board web-site for a Russian area I'd passed by years ago when I went on the Trans-Siberian Railway. It's amusing reading.

The site mentions several towns in the region, but in particular the best one to read is the page for the town of Molyobka, which is described as being a UFO Mecca, a place full of graffiti and has places such as The Meadow of Horror, where moaning ghosts can be seen - hardly a compelling reason to visit, is it?

Don't forget to see the man with the cap and the mental bacteria!


It's a good summary of how I feel.

I didn't know what to expect from my Italian trip and I didn't know an awful lot about the proceedings, but in the end it didn't really matter. It was all good and I've got a smile on my face. I've also got some good memories.

I stayed at a place called Lido di Spina, a small town about an hour and a half from Venice. The twelve of us lived in little villas on a fairly respectable campsite that put Butlins to shame (*clicky*), not that this is hard.

The weather was marvellous (~35c most days) and the company equally so. When the high-point of the heat had passed by, we'd train for a couple hours. After that, we'd watch a couple of demonstrations. Whilst that sounds like lunacy, the Gi works very well and wearing a thick cotton bright white garment is actually a good thing - I had no issues with the heat at all, apart from being a pasty white Brit who burns at the drop of a hat.

Although that was good too. At the airport, I bought some factor 50+ kids sunscreen and didn't burn one bit. Sure, I have some colour now, but I didn't frazzle at all, not even on the big shiny white space atop of my head. Marvellous.

In the evening after training, we'd eat wonderful Italian food (mainly seafood) and drink. The Italian guys we trained with were friendly and extremely hospitable, evidenced by the midnight beach party we were invited to. All drinks were free and great fun was had. I swam in the sea at 1am - it was warmer than most UK swimming pools. Bliss. And there's nothing that beats sitting on a veranda at stupid o'clock, talking shite whilst supping a beer. To spout clichés, it's what good times are made of.

Each day, prior to training, I got the chance to explore and do some photography. I've not had chance to look at the results yet, but my visits to Comaccio and Venice were extremely enjoyable. I don't really care what the results are, I was just having fun. I saw a black belt grading and watched the freestyle Ju-Jitsu tournament. The national champions were entrants. This, combined with the skill of Pierro (*clicky*), our instructor have left me feeling inspired - inspired to train more and enter the tournament next year.

So now, I'm back. It was great to ignore the phone and have 9 days where I don't even have to think about work. I'll be returning next year.

More Training

Better make this quick, as I have to leave in half an hour!

I'm off to Italy, to attend a Ju-Jitsu training camp, about one hour away from Venice - I'll add some more on here when I get back....

Down to Cornwall...

Whilst it's not exactly millions of miles away from me, I took a little trip with my partner down into Cornwall, which was a thoroughly enjoyable way of recharging our batteries. We had lunch in Fowey, took a little shopping trip in Truro and stayed overnight in a place called Mitchell. The place would rank as the nicest B&B I've ever stayed in and I'd endorse it to anyone. (*clicky*)

The pub, apparently has some historical relevance too, as the pillared entrance was the place that John Wesley used to preach his Methodist views, although for a non-religious eegit like myself, probably nicer was the fact that we were really close to the wind farm at St Newlyn East.

Wind Turbines

The weather was entirely random - hailstorms one moment, thunder the next, followed by sunshine - so you'll forgive me if I'm not posting the best photo ever, but it was hard work trying to get a good weather moment to take a snapshot.

Anyway, go there - it's marvellous.