In the October half term I took a solo trip to Chamonix in the French Alps. I needed to get into the mountains at this time.
Having visited Lisbon for a stag do a few years ago, I had loved the vibe of the city and said that I would revisit sometime. So, during the Easter school holidays I booked a road trip to take us down the Atlantic coast of Portugal from Porto to Lisbon.
The Brentford project has become an increasingly popular car meet and classic car enthusiast hang out. They held their second Porsche night which was host to a wide variety of classic, rare and exotic examples of the marque.
Another year and another school holidays passes by without the ability of conveniently or smoothly being able to travel abroad. By this point in the pandemic, while potentially possible to go abroad the risk of last minute changes to plans, quarantine, testing and cancellations was not worth the hassle.Instead we chose to visit North Wales and Gwynedd region.
Easter weekend had really nice weather so we were able to visit my sister's garden for my niece Arabella's 4th birthday and meet her new baby sister Betty. I haven't had the camera out for ages so today was the perfect opportunity to get some snaps.
I needed a holiday so, so badly. After a tough half term at school I tentatively booked 5 days on Skye. This is a trip I had planned for the same time last year when my plans were scuppered by a broken collarbone and subsequent shoulder surgery.
Having moved into a new flat and Nadine using some annual leave to do so, we spent a couple of days in South Wales - Nadine, being a Dutchy hasn't visited Wales before so we made the drive west for a flying visit, stopping by in Cardiff on the way.
With travel and landscape photography off the cards for the moment (I probably would have just about gotten round to editing all my photos from my cancelled Japan trip by now.) I decided to get myself a macro conversion attachment for my camera. £10 for some really cool photo opportunities.
Following a busy few days preparing for and shooting Carly and Paul's wedding and having already made the journey way north of the border, Nadine and I extended our stay in Scotland and travelled north-west to stay in Fort William for New Year.
Paul has a close connection with Scotland, with both his parents being from Glasgow and coincidently his late grandparents living in Musselburgh just outside Edinburgh - where some of my family came to settle too. Carly had always dreamed of a castle wedding so Scotland was the obvious choice for them.