The Audi British Polo Cup – Quito 2015

Two weekends ago was the final of the Audi British Polo Cup. The final was a gripping game between ‘London’ (with one English player – Harold Hodges) and ‘Rio Blanco’ a young Ecuadorian team… Continue reading →

Remembering Mongolia

Apologies for the long gap in posts. Lame excuses include another trip back to the UK and France, very slow internet especially on WordPress, and being surprisingly busy writing an article for a… Continue reading →

Welcoming the Year of the Horse!

Last night we enjoyed the Lunar New Year celebrations in Hanoi – photos to come soon. The start of the Year of the Horse is an opportunity to share some of my favorite… Continue reading →

The Takhi Horse and Hustai National Park

Back to Mongolia for one final post about our trip (although I may have to do a special post about the dinosaur skeleton repatriation triumph, but I think I’ll save that for later…).… Continue reading →

Fly Fishing in Mongolia – the Altai Osman

My husband is a keen fly fisherman, never happier than when catching small stream brown trout on the Isle of Man on our brief visits to the Island. So fishing was pretty high… Continue reading →

Horse Races and the last days in the Altai Mountains

First thing in the morning we headed up through the larch forests, across some meadows and into a beautiful alpine valley dotted with wildflowers such as gentians and pansies. When it got steeper… Continue reading →

Great Gallops

We awoke to a beautiful cloudless day on one tree plain. Although we had about 40km to cover, at least we (and more importantly the horses) knew we were going ‘home’ or rather… Continue reading →

On the remote road to the far west of Mongolia

Finally, after a 24 hour delay in Ulaan Baatar and then another six-hour wait in the airport, we were on our way to Olgii town in Bayan-Olgii Province. It is the furthest west… Continue reading →

Burma (Myanmar) Part 1: Bagan

After arriving late in the evening to Rangoon (Yangon), we flew at the crack of dawn up to Bagan. Flying over the dry, dusty plains, the only hints of faded green were the… Continue reading →

Meweleh Market

Vietnam feels very far from Sudan when I look back at these pictures taken one year ago. Meweleh Market is a sprawling, barren spot just outside Omdurman. Despite being bereft of vegetation, it… Continue reading →