A Whisker Away From The Wild

If you follow my ramblings on social media, you may recall that in March of last year whilst at The Photography Show (TPS) my good friend Gaynor and I booked tickets to attend a photography experience at the Big Cat Sanctuary (BCS) in Kent. We had such a great time that when we were at TPS earlier this year, we decided to do it all over again and booked on the BCS ‘Sundowner’ photography event.

Fast forward a little over four months and we found ourselves on a girls’ road trip heading south to once again capture these captivating and majestic creatures.

I’d had to work during the day to cover colleague holidays so we didn’t leave until teatime, even so, we enjoyed a pretty straightforward run down on the Friday evening, pausing only at the Watford Gap services for a pit stop where we saw a Bentley Blower (Mr E was most impressed with my phone snap I sent to him see below) and we arrived at the Ashford International Hotel in time for a well-earned G&T before bed.



We awoke to a startlingly blue sky, blazing sunshine and very warm temperatures, and after a leisurely breakfast, walked to a local supermarket, where a number of bargain buys were made in the clothing aisle (there’s always time for a little shopping!).  We then decided to head off to BCS via the little village of Headcorn which we’d passed through on our last visit. Unfortunately, our route was blocked by roadworks or an incident, so Gaynor switched on the sat-nav for an alternative route and we found ourselves properly ‘hedge-hopping’ through country lanes, including one with the rather intriguing name of ‘Lewd Lane’… it’s not what you think, it appears it’s taken from an old Kentish word with the legal meaning of ecclesiastical or ‘lay’ (as in lay preacher).

After a quick snap of a picture postcard cottage, we rounded the corner and spotted a ruined tower through the trees and stopped to take a look.  A fascinating little place, St Mary’s Church in Little Chart was built in medieval times (11th Century) and sadly hit by a doodle-bug in 1944 suffered irreparable damage. It’s said to be haunted, but we didn’t see any inhabitants, mortal or otherwise!


We arrived at BCS just before 1.00pm to be warmly greeted by chief photographer, Alma, and after signing in we were off on our trek one of the hottest days of the year!  Now, I know to some readers these will be just pictures of big cats, however as a child I didn’t have posters of pop-stars on my bedroom walls, I had tigers, lions, leopards and cheetahs, you get my drift, so this type of experience means a lot to me.  There is something positively magical about being so close to them, you can feel their strength and power.  They ‘talk’ and grumble too, their low throaty growls and rumbles and the occasional snapping of very large jaws remind you of just how strong and perfectly made these magnificent creatures are.  I should probably point out that all the cats are in enclosures behind strong metal fences, so all these photographs were pretty much taken wide open on my long zoom lens (Fuji 50-140mm).  They also move incredibly quickly, especially when there are treats to be had, I reckon my hit rate for perfectly sharp exposed images was about 40% despite having image stabilisation and fast shutter speeds!


During our visit, despite the heat, every one of the cats put in an appearance, although there was quite a bit of snoozing going on (and that was just me and Gaynor!).  Their eyes are bright, their coats gleam like silk or velvet, some of them have paws the size of dinner plates, and some are tiny and fierce.  It’s fair to say we were both once again charmed and engaged throughout our visit which concluded with a few special moments with Maya, the star of the documentary ‘Big Cats About the House’ who is just adorable.


If you are passionate about looking after our planet and the felines which inhabit it, then a visit to The Big Cat Sanctuary might be right up your street, it is quite simply an amazing and inspiring place. Head on over to find out more about the amazing work they do to support big cat conservation via their website. It’s a registered charity, so if you do book on anything, be sure to gift aid your donation as every little helps the organisation achieve their goals.  http://thebigcatsanctuary.org/


I’ll sign off with one of my favourite images from the Sundowner, Nias having a cool down in his pool (just look at those teeth!), and just mention that I’m looking forward to a workshop of a very different kind this coming weekend, but more on that in due course…


Until next time…

Tracy xx


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Vikings, Volcanoes, Elves and Trolls in the Land of Ice and Fire

I’d been modest in compiling my Christmas list last year, asking Santa for and receiving a couple of photography books and a bottle of my favourite perfume. However I think I must have been a particularly good girl as I also opened a card from my husband which announced we would be going on a short break to Iceland at the beginning of March to hopefully see the Northern Lights. To be fair, Mr E had clearly tuned in!  I’ve lots of friends who have visited Iceland in order to see this amazing spectacle, and I probably had mentioned it once or twice (or maybe more than that) over the last couple of years.  Needless to say, Christmas morning was one of those very rare times when I was rendered speechless!

Fast forward to 4.15 am on Sunday 4th March when the alarm went off.  In our village we’d been very lucky in that we missed most of the extreme weather which hit the UK earlier in the week, our trip to Manchester was straightforward, we got through the baggage drop and security with relative ease and settled down to breakfast ahead of our flight. Just under two and a half hours later, we arrived in Keflavik to a beautifully sunny day albeit with a rather biting wind and I was very glad I’d invested in a warm coat prior to our trip.

The transfer to Reykjavik was both prompt and swift (Grayline – excellent all round), and our check in at the Centrum Hotel equally as efficient, so bags dropped, we took off for a recce around the city. I’d had mixed reviews of Reykjavik, but there’s no substitute for seeing a new city with your own eyes and in that first afternoon, despite having palpitations over the cost of a modest lunch for two, we managed to cover almost 6 miles and get our bearings.

Having made our way back to the hotel, we pulled on extra layers and dropped hand and foot warmers into our pockets for the night ahead, it was to be our first trip with the hope of seeing the Northern Lights. We were once again in the capable hands of Grayline who took us to a now disused NATO base back towards the airport, along the way, our witty and knowledgeable guide explained the science behind the Aurora Borealis and how the colours are generated and was quick to point out that there were no guarantees that we would see this natural phenomenon.


We spilled out onto the tarmac and were hit by the most punishingly cold wind we have ever experienced…thankfully the layers worked, however my hands were so cold I could barely set up my camera, and I needed to fast, as our guide pointed out the faint trace of the aurora starting to develop. Then there it was, it looked like a streak of cloud and then a little glimmer which my camera picked up better than the naked eye, but it was definitely there!

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There came a point in the evening when most of the people on the trip conceded defeat and jumped back on the coach to warm up, thanks to the hand-warmers, my fingers slowly regained their feeling and Mr E and I were having a pleasant chat. Suddenly a guide from a neighbouring coach ran up the steps and implored us to leave the cosiness of the bus as the lights were back, this time much stronger than before.  The aurora glowed and faded for almost 20 minutes, and then suddenly it was gone and it was time to thaw out on the trip back.

After a good breakfast on Monday morning (top tip – fill up on breakfast, it keeps you going longer than you realise), we made our way to the pick-up point for our South Iceland, Waterfalls and Black Beaches excursion.  Picking up Route 1, and driving through lichen and snow covered lava fields which looked almost otherworldly, we headed for Hveragerði, an area outside of Reykjavik known for its’ use of geothermal energy to heat greenhouses and support of the horticultural industry. The town regularly experiences minor earthquakes and as we passed through, the smell of sulphur was clearly evident along with the plumes of steam from beneath the ground.  Next up was Selfoss a busy little town whose claim to fame seems to be a suspension bridge built by the English and the grave of Chess champion Bobby Fischer who is buried there.  It has to be said the scenery is pretty spectacular and we passed countless herds of Icelandic horses along the way as the area is well known for its’ equine breeding programme.  Our guide Alfur continued to regale us with stories of elves, hidden people, trolls and Vikings and share his geological expertise as we made our way onwards along Route 1.  Passing  Hekkla (Iceland’s second most active volcano) and then Seljalandsfoss (which we were to visit on our return journey) we carried on under the shadow of the infamous Eyjafjallajökull volcano which caused so much disruption during the spring of 2010, grounding flights across Europe for almost three months.  Our first stop was Skogarfoss, one of Iceland’s biggest waterfalls and famed for its’ inclusion in a number of music videos and popular films (Thor, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty). The spectacle of the cascade plunging some 200 feet and the ice sculptures alongside it made for an awesome photograph, and I even managed to capture a rainbow!

After dropping off some intrepid glacier walkers, we head for the black sand beach of Vik where we learned the fate of the three trolls who were petrified by the sun whilst they tried to pull a boat ashore.  We stopped an enjoyed a bowl of Icelandic Meat Soup for lunch, in truth it was a hearty lamb stew by any other name and then wandered down to the shore for a better view of those naughty trolls (Reynisdrangar).

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On our return to the coach, we began to retrace our journey this time stopping at another black beach, Reynisfjara which has a steep cliff with twisted basalt columns and a large cave. It is also well-known for a phenomenon known as ‘sneaker waves’ which can apparently catch unsuspecting beach walkers unaware and drag them out to sea, thankfully the surf was relatively calm during our visit.  Looking back you can also make out the natural arch of Dyrhólaey.

Having taken some more photographs, we picked up the walkers from the Sólheimajökull Glacier and made our way to Seljalandsfoss waterfall, another cascade of around 200 feet with a cave behind which is accessible once the weather improves later in the year.  This particular waterfall also has a claim to fame, it featured in a Justin Bieber video and as such enjoys many visitors simply because of that fact, well each to their own I guess.


Our journey home and a glorious sunset saw us arrive at the hotel just after 7.00pm and brought to a close a very enjoyable day and we dined in the hotel bar, with Mr E savouring and enjoying Icelandic beer, I say savouring as it was almost £10 a glass, but hey, we were on holiday!

Tuesday morning dawned and it was a little cloudy with light snow forecast, however by the time we set off to explore the city more fully the skies were clearing, the sun was pushing through and there was no sign of the snow we’d been warned about.  Reykjavik is quite a sprawling city with a number of individual districts; however the central part is easily navigable on foot.  We sought out the Punk Museum of Reykjavik, housed in a disused gents toilet block where we met Alfur (it means ‘Elf’ in Icelandic) and we enjoyed a good 40 minutes looking at the material, listening to and talking about music and buying CDs, which made Mr E particularly happy.

As we wandered up to the imposing Hallgrimskirkja we found yet another record shop which made him even happier.


Then it was my turn, if you get the chance, seek out a little shop called Fotografi on Skólavörðustígur .  Run by a group of photographers, it not only contains iconic and contemporary work for sale, it also has a most amazing collection of cameras and other photographic ephemera, I could have stayed there a lot longer than we did, and needless to say came home with some mementos of our trip with which to adorn our home.

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We stopped for coffee and ‘Icelandic  Happy Marriage Cake’ across the road in Fish & More, quite fitting as we would celebrate our 22nd wedding anniversary a few days later and then struck out for the Sun Voyager sculpture along the harbour-front and the impressive Harpa Opera Hall and conference centre.

All throughout our roam around the city we came across lots of sculptures and also huge murals usually on the sides of buildings, but sometimes on a wall or even a car park, it certainly gives you a feeling that as well as music, the Icelanders like their art.

We decided to wander back to the hotel and found a ‘piggy’ themed bar to stop for a drink and tried local beers (actually we had two as it was happy hour!) followed by dinner in the hotel bar again as it had been so good the evening before.

Iceland is unlike anywhere else we’ve visited, it has the most dramatic scenery (and we’ve only scratched the surface), it’s vibrant, very clean, everything runs efficiently and with great punctuality and the Icelanders are a warm and friendly bunch who are proud of their history. They do have a slightly odd taste in food, smoked puffin, minke whale and fermented shark most definitely did not make it into our plates. It is also very expensive compared to the UK, I’d say a credit card as back up is a must, however with a little careful planning (like booking your trips before you go – almost half the cost if you do) it doesn’t have to bankrupt you, we still had enough cash left over for a bottle of duty free Icelandic gin at the airport.

So will we go back?  In all probability, yes, there is so much more to see, and perhaps when it is a little warmer and the spring flowers are out. For this trip, seeing the aurora was the best moment ever I can honestly say that despite the -16C temperature thanks to the biting wind, I will never ever forget that evening, so I’ll close this blog with one last image.


Until next time

Tracy xx

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Bruges, Beer and a Beautiful Moment!

My first blog of 2018 is a conventional read…but it reflects a super couple of days with good friends.

Who would have thought that a conversation held a little over 12 months ago over a glass of prosecco whilst celebrating a friends’ 50th would result in a city break to Bruges? However that’s exactly what happened and recently, Gaynor, her partner Phil, me and Mr Edwards spent a great short break in this fairy-tale city.  Ably driven by Gaynor and Phil, we arrived at a Premier Inn in Maidstone on the banks of the River Medway for an overnight stop before proceeding to Ebbsfleet International the following morning to pick up the Eurostar to Brussels.

It’s a mode of transport we’ve never considered before, but thanks to concierge and tour operator extraordinaire, Phil, we found ourselves at the station, awaiting the arrival of our train with excitement. It’s a different experience to flying, and whilst there is the obligatory security checking, both human and baggage, it feels a much less intense process than that in an airport.  Eurostar is a very efficient method of travel, you stand in an allocated place on the platform so that once the train pulls in you are beside your carriage and there are just 8 minutes for all passengers to board before it’s on its way. The trains are clean, comfortable and spacious with lots of room for luggage, they are also incredibly fast, reaching speeds of up to 300kph (100kph through the Eurotunnel), but the smooth ride means it doesn’t feel like you are travelling at speed.

As rural France and then Belgium flashed past, we chatted and relaxed, arriving at Brussels in just 2 hours and then caught a second train out to Bruges itself. Our hotel was a short ten minute walk from the main station and as we turned a cobbled corner and we had our first view of Bruges, I felt sure I was going to enjoy our stay.


Hotel Academie is a well-appointed 4* hotel in a quiet street, close to Lake Minnewater (the Lake of Love).  After a warm greeting and swift check-in process, we dropped our bags in our rooms and set off to look for the main square. Luckily for Perryn and me, Phil and Gaynor had visited the city before, and Phil’s innate sense of direction (which he employed the whole trip) meant we found the square very quickly, just as the sun was dropping. It is a beautiful place!  There are pretty coloured restaurants, beautiful buildings with ornate and elaborate facades and of course the Belfort Tower immortalised in the film ‘In Bruges’.  Dinner on Monday evening was in ‘One Minnewater’ where we all enjoyed a typical Flemish stew, rich and full of flavour along with a couple of drinks before retiring to bed.

Tuesday morning dawned and I was up and ready to go exploring before sunrise, dragging Perryn along with me, and we headed back to the square as the sun rose and the skies turned blue where I was able to get a couple of photos of it much less populated than the previous afternoon.  We returned to the hotel to meet the others, and with Phil as our guide, we set off on a tour of the city, twisting and turning down alleyways, wandering along canals (Bruges is known as the Venice of the North) past windmills, barges and a variety of buildings, many of which date back to medieval times.  Some 22500 steps later, we returned to the hotel to drop some things back in the rooms. It was at this point I was rather privileged in that Phil shared a very special secret with me (if you’ve seen my FB feed, you will likely know what it was), I am however very good at keeping secrets!  That evening, we returned to One Minnewater for another very welcome meal, the men decided to go for a drink in a bar close by and Gaynor and I took ourselves off with our cameras to see if we could make some photographs of Bruges by night, joining the men a short while later.

St Valentine’s day dawned with blue skies and sunshine and we made for a little restaurant ‘Less is More’ for breakfast, another warm welcome and a reasonably priced meal set us up for the day.  We wandered around the market, visited the Historium where Gaynor enjoyed a Virtual Reality experience, whilst the rest of us enjoyed watching Gaynor in her VR goggles, had coffee to warm us up and then took a horse and carriage trip around part of the city, the granny blankets were particularly welcome as the temperature was a chilly 2 degrees at most.

If you visit Bruges, I highly recommend a visit to Bistro Pro Deo, a cosy, intimate restaurant housed in a 16th century whitewashed building. As it was Valentine’s Day, there were just around 10 tables for two and we enjoyed a superb meal thanks to hosts Nathalie (FoH) and Kristoff (Chef). They say that music is a great conversation piece, and this was especially true of Bistro Pro Deo, also known as the Soul Kitchen, it turned out that the owners are into music, but particularly Northern Soul and Mr E was in his element!


We left the restaurant, and at Phil’s request, took one last alongside the main canal. As Perryn and I walked down to view some pieces in a gallery window we realised that Gaynor and Phil were a little way behind us…and then suddenly, there they were beside us with huge smiles. Ever the romantic, Phil had done the deed, even getting down on one knee in the wet and had asked Gaynor to marry him…and she as you probably guessed, said yes…it really was a beautiful moment.  We grabbed a quick photo and headed back to the hotel for a glass of fizz to toast the happy couple.

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Our last day saw us enjoy a leisurely breakfast at Less is More (another recommended eatery) before we checked out and made our way back to Bruges station for the train to Brussels.  It was as easy a return journey as it had been outward and equally as quick, our top speed was approximately 284kph!!

My thoughts on Bruges?

It’s a compact, fairy-tale city, with an interesting history and warm and friendly locals. The beer is great, but ask for recommendations in terms of both dining and drinking, as it can be pricey, however there are also gems out there (One Minnewater & Bistro Pro Deo are recommended).  It’s relatively quiet in February, but you do need to wrap up (and not leave your hat in a bar as I did!) as it can be chilly, the locals say it gets a lot busier later in the year. Is a return visit on the cards? Definitely, there are museums, cathedrals and churches we didn’t see this time around.

Thanks to Gaynor and Phil for being great company, it’s fair to say we definitely made some memories!

Until next time…

Tracy xx

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Memory… is the diary that we all carry about with us

As is now customary at this time of year, I like to take a look at back at all the photo fun I’ve had during the year, but more importantly, to take a moment to thank everyone who has been part of it too.

I find it almost impossible to keep the numbers down, so this year, to do the year justice, I’m sharing the images that will make it into my printed book for 2017 and I’m going to try and make a slideshow, so watch out for that! I’ve tried to keeping the words to a minimum this year, but here are my highlights

January – Rotterdam & the Peter Lindbergh exhibition with great friends

February – Rome for the 6 Nations with dear friends, even the wet weather won’t stop this photographer.  Welshot Lighting Weekend #1 with Nadine & Rocky.

April – Walter’s Wardrobe with Jen Brook, the WW team, Nicky, Jodie, Victoria & Kamila at Weston Park. A play date with Rachel, Ryan and Julene. Record Store Day 2017.

May – analogue photography for the very first time with Rachel of Little Vintage Photography, absolutely won’t be the last!


June – the loveliest of weddings in Cyprus helping friends Claire and Jason capture their big day. Dad Edwards opened his beautiful garden once again to the gardening club. Leah & Rachel were sassy models at a Welshot Academy Evening in Chester. My first meeting with Dylan and the Dolbadarn Film Horse Team.

July – my second meeting with Dylan, Amie, Molly, Mark and Sophie!


August – The big Cat Sanctuary in Kent with Gaynor, definitely going to do this one again! Photo-fun with Sonia, Luisa, Rob, Sharon, Megan & Rachel; a visit to Bodnant Gardens and a fun afternoon with lovely Georgia.

September – a workshop with Fuji X photographer, Elke Vogelsang photographing dogs. Welshot Lighting Weekend #2 with Leah, Rachel & Ryan. A creative shoot with Rachel on Hope Mountain & The Good Life Experience Festival with Gaynor and Phil. Pembrokeshire – we only scratched the surface, a return visit on the cards.

October – Final Dolbadarn Film Horses event for this year. A cheeky weekend in Berlin with great friends Tim & Gail for another photo exhibition, Helmut Newton.

November – a workshop with Alex Bather and Tiffany. I got my hands on the Fuji GFX, amazing camera. Headshots and a lifestyle shoot on the loveliest of Autumn days with Amelia, Danielle, Emese and Georgia. The final full-day Welshot event of the year – Poldark with Shelby, Andrea, Sophie and Glenn. Costumes as always by the amazing Paula of Chester Costume House.

December – I had to capture the first snow of the season. My final photoshoot of the year at Cambrian Photography with Rachel.

I think (hope) I’ve given everyone an honourable mention, my thanks to each of you for your friendship and support throughout 2017.  I hope we can do it all again in 2018!

Until next time…

Tracy xx






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The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse’s ears.

Many, many years ago, I spent time in Ireland with family friends on their farm. One of my most vivid memories of that holiday was being persuaded by the kids to ride a pony which ended in a bruise from my hip almost to my big toe! As a consequence, although I’ve always been entranced by their beauty and strength, it also left me slightly wary of horses of any shape or size. Time however is a great healer and I did eventually find the motivation to get back in the saddle and pony trek once or twice over the ensuing years.  So when Luisa asked if I wanted to join her on an event a few months ago with Dolbadarn Film Horses, I decided to give it a go (see my previous blog here for more details of that event) and I loved it!

This weekend saw me attend my third DFH event and I’m delighted to say it did not disappoint! Dylan and his team, this time comprising Dylan himself (dressed as a bishop? knight? you decide!), Molly and a new addition to the team, Jasmine, made sure of that.

This time was particularly nice as I had great company, my friend Gail came with me armed with her Olympus and the words of husband Tim ringing in her ears (have a great time and take lots of photographs!!). The day as always started at the Dolbadarn Hotel in Llanberis, run by Dylan’s family,  with tea & coffee (and biscuits) on arrival and time to say hello to friends (Sharon, Ann, Jackie, George and Sue) and make new ones (Amanda, Steve, Steve and Sheila) whilst the team was getting ready.

MUA Niamh Swindells joined us again and worked her magic on Molly and Jas and ensured the girls looked their fabulous best in the morning session and again in the afternoon, to the point where Sharon, Amanda, Jackie, Gail and I seriously thought about jumping in her chair too! Needless to say Dylan needed no improvement!

I said it last time, and I’m going to say it again, the mutual trust, respect and love between horse and handler is just wonderful, it gives me goosebumps, and I think it is absolutely fair to say that the bond between them is a two way street and is very special and I hope you see that in the images we made.

So, before I share some of my favourite images from the day, it’s only fair to have a short roll of honour:

  • Dylan – can wear practically anything and still look cool (well almost!) and adores the legand that is Diablo (actually, he adores all his horses and loves his team).
  • Molly – always elegant and in tune with her equine companions (Valmorim and Harley)
  • Jasmine – the newest member of the team who brings a new dimension to the team’s already impressive skillset (especially her aerial/silk skills) and who clearly has an affinity with Odysseus

Missing in action, but absolutely expected at future events:- Amie, who had to take care of her poorly canine Taran and of course, Marc (Darcy) Howland who was away working – it’s fair to say that the regular attendees missed you both enormously and look forward to seeing you some time soon.

Two more special mentions must go to Luisa Jones of Just Jones Photography (who must now have a costume store to rival the RSC!)  who arranged the days, and Dylan’s family at the Dolbadarn Hotel in Llanberis who made us all feel incredibly welcome.

Anyways, enough chat, here are some of my favourite images from another brilliant day…

I have lots more images to work through, so don’t forget to take a look at my FB page Tracy Edwards Photography if you want to see more!

Until next time…

Tracy xx

P.S. As for the title of this blog, it’s an unknown Arabian proverb, but I’m sure my equine friends can relate x





respect, trust, kindness and a lot of love between the riders and their horses,
respect, trust, kindness and a lot of love between the riders and their horses,



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A Recipe For Making Magic

A blog with a difference!

  • Take five good friends who share a passion for photography
  • Add two models (and great friends, up for most things within reason), one very experienced, one brave enough to be photographed for the first time
  • Combine well with an extensive wardrobe of skirts, dresses, petticoats and jackets (and tulle, lots of tulle!)
  • Add a pinch of flower-power and a couple of handfuls of glitter
  • Stir in lots of laughter, mutual support, great locations and a changeable weather forecast, swords and a smoke machine
  • Don’t forget to fold in copious cups of tea, lunch and cup-cakes

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  • Finally, season with some post-processing mastery courtesy of Sharon Prenton Jones


Do you believe in faeries? I do now!

Thanks to Sharon (particularly for the faery images), Robert, Rachel, Megan, Sonia and Luisa for sharing in a wonderfully relaxed and creative photo-adventure, I can’t wait to create some more magic in the future.

Until next time

Tracy xx

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Let a horse whisper in your ear and breathe on your heart…you will never regret it.

I was recently transported back to my childhood when I found myself in the little town of Llanberis. As a child the majority of holidays and weekends were spent not far from the town and as the sun beat down on one of the warmest days of the year, memories of family (particularly my Nan), friends and lots of adventures came flooding back. However, as lovely as reminiscing is, I was here for a very different purpose on a Saturday morning.

I met Luisa earlier this year and learned that her photographic passion was horses and all things equine. We linked up through Facebook, so when Luisa put some feelers out about a possible opportunity to photograph horses, I jumped at the chance. That it happened to be in a location dear to my heart was an added bonus.

Arriving at the location, I was met by Luisa grabbing her breakfast from the back of her car, as she shared a few details about the day with me, I caught sight of two familiar faces and found myself enveloped in a group hug with Sharon and Sonia, I knew then it would definitely be a fun day.  A few minutes later and it felt like home from home as I discovered Nuala, Ann, Gary and Cathy were also in attendance. It’s always good to catch up with photo friends!

Dylan Jones runs Dolbadarn Film Horses, and provides horses for TV and big screen productions including Merlin, Game of Thrones and War Horse to name a few, and hosted the day from his family’s hotel. He joined us all for a short briefing session (resplendent in a very well-fitting costume!) and explained how the day would run, gave us a little health and safety reminder and shared the history of some of the horses we were to meet throughout the day. Of course, Diablo’s story touched everyone’s heart (he lost his sight in both eyes at a relatively young age), but I found it particularly poignant as we have our own little one-eyed warrior, our springer cross, Tom, at home.  During this time, MUA Niamh was working her magic on Amie and Molly, two of Dylan’s team of riders and she did a great job, I also had time to make new friends including Millie and her mum, Sasha, and Millie’s friend Milly (hope you followed that!). Millie’s website is well worth a look, I think she has a great future with the camera.

Having hitched a lift with Sasha and the girls down to the lake, we all waited patiently for the horses and riders to arrive and familiarised ourselves with the location.  It’s fair to say the mounting excitement was palpable and as the clip clop of hooves grew louder everyone reached for their cameras in anticipation.

Now I have always loved horses, although I’ve been a little wary (having been thrown from a horse many years ago), however I was not prepared for the wave of emotion that hit me when these majestic creatures and their riders lined up in front of us all. I felt a little embarrassed that my eyes were watering a little, but realised that I was in good company as Sharon clearly felt the same.


For the next couple of hours, Marc and Odysseus, Dylan and Casquito, Amie on the legend that is Diablo and Molly with Harley worked tirelessly with the all of the photographers to make image after image, be it wandering through shrubbery or creating a splash in the pools much to the delight of on-lookers.


After a light lunch back at the hotel, we made our way up the lane to one of the fields where Amie and Titan (the naughtiest horse of the day!) helped us capture romantic horse and rider images, until Titan decided he’d had enough and made a bid for freedom, only to be thwarted by the closed gate. Ably retrieved by Molly, we tried a little longer, but Titan made it clear he’d done his bit, so Amie asked Molly to bring Toscano up in his place, what a stunning creature he was!


After Toscano, we wandered down to the menage to await the arrival of Beauty. With a wild mane and a glint in his eye, this majestic creature tore up the ring, rearing on command when asked to do so by Amie, to the sound of camera shutters clicking furiously.


By now it was close to 3.30pm and we made our way back across the fields to wait for the final session of the day, but with the exception of Luisa, I don’t think any of us quite knew what to expect. First up came Marc and Amie, dressed in medieval style costume on Rabanete, a gentle horse who was happy to be loved by everyone.  Then Dylan appeared on a most beautiful grey, Valmorim. I think Val knew he was gorgeous, he was a very noble animal and strutted and pounded the ground with his hooves making it shake as he passed by the photographers.  Supported by a couple of fire artists to add to the ambience, Dylan and Marc demonstrated with ease how disciplined, calm and fearless the horses were when faced with fire and smoke.



The finale was quite simply breath-taking, so much so that I only took a handful of photos as was quite transfixed.  Dylan on Val proceeded to charge through a line of flames and it felt as though we were all on a film set. Val’s hooves thundered and he snorted and tossed his head proudly as he emerged through the flames as well as the smoke once the fire had died down. It was understandable that at this point, everyone put their cameras down and applauded the team for what had been the most wonderful day.


Throughout the day it was clear that both riders and horses alike were having fun. There was respect, trust, kindness and a lot of love between the riders and their horses, but particularly Diablo and Amie.


All of the team were kind, accommodating and patient with the raft of photographers who attended the event and they worked hard to ensure we came away with lots of great images.


I’ll close this blog by thanking everyone involved in making this event happen, riders, horses and photographers alike, but particularly Luisa and Dylan and I’m just putting it out there, I would love the opportunity to work with you all again in the future!

Until next time

Tracy xx

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