My top ten sci-fi reads for teens
Science Fiction was practically my entire life when I was a kid
Science Fiction was practically my entire life when I was a kid
Pt1: “Lashings of ginger beer” A writer’s inner sanctum is surely the holiest
Our porters on the journey are all from the local tribe of Pemon Indians.
The real adventure begins when our gear is loaded into 4X4s for the 20km journey to the start of the trek.
Once there was a time when the animals and the humans knew the same language and they could all understand each other.
At Ciudad Bolivar we pause to examine Jimmy Angel’s plane, rescued from a tepui top from where he crash landed in the 30’s.
The eight hour drive to the Gran Sabana offers the prospect of getting to know our travelling companions a little better.
“Caracas – murder capital of the world!” trumpet the uncomforting headlines.
How much adventure is too much? It’s a question I ask myself again as I prepare to leave for 3 weeks in the Venezuelan jungles.
In 1908 the adventurer, explorer, cartographer, fellow of the Royal Geographical Society
Science Fiction was practically my entire life when I was a kid and it’s still one of the most imaginative and
Pt1: “Lashings of ginger beer” A writer’s inner sanctum is surely the holiest of holys. The place where creative juices flow and
Those of us who are blamed when old for reading childish books were blamed when children for reading books too old
Our porters on the journey are all from the local tribe of Pemon Indians.
The real adventure begins when our gear is loaded into 4X4s for the 20km journey to the start of the trek.
Once there was a time when the animals and the humans knew the same language and they could all understand each other.
At Ciudad Bolivar we pause to examine Jimmy Angel’s plane, rescued from a tepui top from where he crash landed in the 30’s.
The eight hour drive to the Gran Sabana offers the prospect of getting to know our travelling companions a little better.
“Caracas – murder capital of the world!” trumpet the uncomforting headlines.
How much adventure is too much? It’s a question I ask myself again as I prepare to leave for 3 weeks in the Venezuelan jungles.
In 1908 the adventurer, explorer, cartographer, fellow of the Royal Geographical Society and occasional spy, Perceval Harrison Fawcett, visited the great
I am like the proverbial two tailed canine at the prospect of being at the UK Extravaganza – 17th October at
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