I've been photographing wildlife since I was 15, when I got my first camera. That's the best part of five decades now, though it's the last twenty or so years, since I moved to Somerset, that I've really found my feet as a wildlife photographer here.
Somerset and the Levels
The light on the Somerset Levels is something special. It changes constantly, morning mist rolling off the water, that low golden light in the evenings, and it makes the whole landscape feel alive in a different way depending on when you're out there. Westhay Moor and Catcott Lows are two of my favourite spots. Between them, you get a wonderful variety of wildlife, and I never get tired of going back.
What keeps it interesting is how much the Levels change through the year. Spring brings the marsh harriers back into display, all tumbling flight and noise over the reedbeds. Summer is quieter but rewarding if you're patient, with bearded reedlings feeding young low in the reeds.
Autumn and winter are a different world entirely; the Levels fill up with thousands of overwintering ducks, and it's a proper spectacle. Wigeon, teal, pintail, all arriving in huge numbers, and watching a sky full of them lifting off at dusk never gets old.