The beeb have been showing his old series over the festive period. It's basically him mooching about incredibly wild and beautiful locations making best pals with animals. They had his wolf cub one on this afternoon, and he spent the entire time in Fjallraven smock and hat cosying up to a wolf yearling and three cubs. It is now clear to me that I have wasted my life.
He did one with polar bears, where he was sat in a perspex igloo and a bear decided to try and pop him out, like the toy in the middle of a kinder egg. I don't suppose it's much fun being sat directly underneath a polar bear's jaws with only a sheet of plastic to hide behind. Never eat brown snow.
Buchanan is now my go to guy for outdoorsy jacket-rich telly. Sorry Chris Packham, you have slid down the pecking order. Though Winterwatch is on soon, and it's in the Cairngorms. We stayed in the exact lodge that the crew are using last week. A beautiful stone farmhouse in the middle of nowhere. I took a couple of days away after the Christmas bastardathon and sat in front a log burner watching Scandi Noir boxsets (Forbrydelsen is fucking ridiculous telly. The ploy has more holes than Blackburn, Lancashire.) and reading. I heartily recommend this way of life, it is good for the soul.
I only went up to the Highlands because I got a Fjallraven Yupik parka for Christmas and it's not been cold enough to wear it round Manchester. I tried once and nearly passed out from heat exhaustion in Wilkos. But up a hill in Scotland it's about -4, which is ideal big coat weather. Loch Morlich, is, I think, one of my favourite places in the world. The clear water reflecting the trees and hills, it's scenery that rivals anything I saw in the Canadian Rockies.
In Inverness Wildlife Park they have two male polar bears, Walker and Arctos (which is an odd name for a polar bear) and a mother and cub. Seeing how chunky they are in real life emphasised how fucking scary it would be to be in a plastic igloo while one tried to smash you out. And while I don't really think a muddy field in the Highlands is the ideal place for a polar bear, I appreciate the opportunity to see them big scary fuckers up close. Those paws, man. Paws for though.
Anyway. The BBC is dead good at nature programmes, isn't it? Nice one, Auntie.
He did one with polar bears, where he was sat in a perspex igloo and a bear decided to try and pop him out, like the toy in the middle of a kinder egg. I don't suppose it's much fun being sat directly underneath a polar bear's jaws with only a sheet of plastic to hide behind. Never eat brown snow.
Buchanan is now my go to guy for outdoorsy jacket-rich telly. Sorry Chris Packham, you have slid down the pecking order. Though Winterwatch is on soon, and it's in the Cairngorms. We stayed in the exact lodge that the crew are using last week. A beautiful stone farmhouse in the middle of nowhere. I took a couple of days away after the Christmas bastardathon and sat in front a log burner watching Scandi Noir boxsets (Forbrydelsen is fucking ridiculous telly. The ploy has more holes than Blackburn, Lancashire.) and reading. I heartily recommend this way of life, it is good for the soul.
I only went up to the Highlands because I got a Fjallraven Yupik parka for Christmas and it's not been cold enough to wear it round Manchester. I tried once and nearly passed out from heat exhaustion in Wilkos. But up a hill in Scotland it's about -4, which is ideal big coat weather. Loch Morlich, is, I think, one of my favourite places in the world. The clear water reflecting the trees and hills, it's scenery that rivals anything I saw in the Canadian Rockies.
In Inverness Wildlife Park they have two male polar bears, Walker and Arctos (which is an odd name for a polar bear) and a mother and cub. Seeing how chunky they are in real life emphasised how fucking scary it would be to be in a plastic igloo while one tried to smash you out. And while I don't really think a muddy field in the Highlands is the ideal place for a polar bear, I appreciate the opportunity to see them big scary fuckers up close. Those paws, man. Paws for though.
Anyway. The BBC is dead good at nature programmes, isn't it? Nice one, Auntie.
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