It has been a place of great wonder. A place that ignited my love for the natural world. I’ve found many treasures here, and by and by it always provides a moment of pure joy. This moment was no exception. The autumn sun pierced through the trunks and branches, cascading golden rays through the trees and onto the carpet of fallen leaves. I was beckoned down a path directly into the sunlight, and there was no away I could have ignored its call. The path was wild, muddy and broken. The coniferous woods bordered either side of the path, as I made my way through the unruly thickets. A buzzard shrieked above my head, when a sudden flash of white caught my right eye. The tail end of a deer bounded away just off the path. I sighed slightly, knowing that my presence would surely affect the surrounding life that was yet to be seen or heard. But at that moment of brief sadness, a large dark figure came out of the thicket and stood on the path ahead of me. The doe stared in my direction for what seemed an eternity, but realistically was only a small number of seconds. She was curious of my presence, as I was dressed to blend in with the environment so my body would have appeared distorted to her. The sunlight drifted behind a cloud momentarily, before fully illuminating the earth coloured doe, all the while happiness drench my mind and body. …


The immeasurable amount of seabirds that cloaked the sea cliffs was an overwhelming sight; the first time I visited Bempton Cliffs last summer. Streaks of white, black and grey zoomed back and forth across the cliff face and each individual bird call combined to a air-filling chorus of courtship and territorial cries. The first time I encountered gannets was off the coast of Lunga on the West Coast of Scotland. They bobbed on the ocean surface and showcased their immense speed and agility when they sliced through the water to catch fish, brought up by a minke whale who was feeding a couple hundred metres from the vessel I was on. But this was the first time I caught sight of them up close, with their bright blur piercing eye rings and mellow tones of yellow around the back of the head and neck. They essentially live in two worlds, one partly on land but mostly living their lives at sea, a kind of living no human has ever encountered for the length of time these birds live for. …


I was shadowing a local wildlife photographer at the time, who was getting information on the number of possible kingfisher pairs near a local village. A one man photo hide was set up between two deep ditches, which had a small stream running through the middle of it. …

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These posts contain stories behind the images I have taken of wildlife over the years mainly consisting of local species found in the Fens. Pinfold Photographic

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