A modern, Scandi-style makeover has given Ynyshir a new lease of life – and food lovers another reason to detour to North Wales. Menus prize fatty meats, fermentation and gutsy flavours – and chef Gareth Ward has one Michelin star under his belt and is surely gunning for a second. My recent Telegraph review.
My first photography exhibition will be held during the National Eisteddfod at Octavo’s in Cardiff Bay in August. The theme will be Wild Wales – from Moor to Mountain, with abstract, macro and motion blur photography that aims to capture the country’s unique colours, textures and character. I hope you can come along.
Blame it on the dreary weather, the self-deprecating humour of the Brits, or their outlandish love of wacky races, but when it comes to bizarre events, few countries can hold a candle to Britain. Check out my latest Lonely Planet feature for the lowdown on everything from conker championships to gravy wrestling.
Snowdon’s slopes might not seem like an obvious place to root around for botanicals, but then Forager’s is no ordinary gin. Read about my adventures on the trail in Snowdonia National Park in search of gorse, heather and juniper, as part of Palé Hall’s new ‘gin venture’, in this piece for The Telegraph.
Here you’ll find the big wilderness that southwestern Norway does so well – jewel-coloured fjords, cliffhanger trails, dune-fringed beaches and moon-rock landscapes with a beauty that borders on the surreal. Read about some of the adventures to be had on Stavanger’s doorstep in my latest feature for Lonely Planet.
Nowhere in the UK can rival Pembrokeshire, in Wales’ wild southwest, for coastal adventures. Here, you can eye puffins on Skomer, feel your stomach somersault as you jump from giddy heights while coasteering and kayak in silent exhilaration below cliffs that have been around since dinosaurs roamed the Earth. My Lonely Planet feature.
Utah is made for hikers. Strike out into its big wilderness and you’ll be floored by red-rock mesas thrusting above mighty rivers, vertiginous treks teetering along knife-edge ridges, and tracks leading ever deeper into skinny slot canyons that have been carved out by elemental forces since dinosaurs roamed the earth. Here’s my Lonely Planet feature.
Italy’s appeal extends way beyond Renaissance art and plates of pasta. Mother Nature had one of her finest moments here: from the snow-frosted Alps in the north to Tuscany’s shaggy olive groves, where cicadas drone at dusk. From the top to the high heel of Italy, there are plenty of ways to enjoy the outdoors. Read more in my Independent feature.