Fear Of Missing Out
Realities and observations of social media marketing, cancel culture, keyboard warriors and the effect this has on our mental health, decision making, spending and attitude towards the outdoors.
Realities and observations of social media marketing, cancel culture, keyboard warriors and the effect this has on our mental health, decision making, spending and attitude towards the outdoors.
Where does the line lie between most ‘effective and efficient means' of dispatching our quarry, and having an unfair advantage through modern technology?
Sometimes Hallowe'en can feel obnoxiously modern, but the roots of this tradition go way back, potentially even to our Neolithic forebears...so go on, grab a pumpkin and get carving, there are demons and ghosts to scare away.
To stand on a pheasant drive with someone who has no relationship with nature is a dismal experience that does not bode well for the future.
Are more deer managers transforming their passion for venison into thriving side projects and businesses?
The only thing we can all agree on is that Autumn run salmon have almost entirely disappeared in the last decade. The cause, and the solution, are much less certain.
We are in the midst of the British apple harvest, yet you wouldn’t know it from what is displayed on my local supermarket’s shelves. Crate after crate is filled with apples from far flung countries like New Zealand, Australia, South Africa.
Many anglers bemoan the spectacular decline of our trout and salmon fisheries in the UK, but we do have a least one world class fly fishery... and it's getting better
How woke quangocrats, the cash-soaked RSPB, and Scotland's inept politicians are driving capercaillie to extinction
We need to get our shit together but there's hope with new technology
Is hunting in the UK finished? The anti brigade want us to think it is as the new government considers legislation - but can self regulation save it from being consigned to the history books? Here's the view of a non-hunter
To me, Keats' description of heavy apples and ripe hazelnuts, the loud bleat of full-grown lambs and the ‘last oozings’ of the cider press always remind me of home and the lazy country lanes of Gloucestershire.