The Geecologist

Scoop

Scoop

Apr 21, 2018 | Fiction | 0 comments

That evening, sometime after the advertised hour, Mr. Salter alighted at Boot Magna Halt. An hour earlier, at Taunton, he had left the express, and changed into a train such as he did not know existed outside the imagination of his Balkan correspondents; a single...
A Short Walk In The Hindu Kush

A Short Walk In The Hindu Kush

Apr 22, 2017 | Non-Fiction, Travel | 0 comments

The river was quite shallow but running very fast. We decided to cross it. It was a hazardous operation. The water was only thigh deep but the current was immensely strong and the bottom was formed of stones the size of footballs slippery with weeds. Halfway across we...