A wonderful weekend in the Dales with excellent food, good photography and fine company. Also some new caves, which is always a pleasure.
A multi-activity day featuring animal rescue, caving, a canyon recce and some kite flying.
It had been a long time since I’d stayed at Greenclose Cottage, the caving “hut” run by the Northern Pennine Club in the Yorkshire Dales. Rhys and I booked in for the long weekend, and planned an ambitious schedule of caving, climbing, cycling, canyoning and hiking, only three of which actually happened.
About 30 minutes drive from where I’m living in North Yorkshire lies Jenga Pot, part of the greatest cave system on the North York Moors. The North York Moors are not exactly famed for their caves, so it’s possible that this is not particularly high praise.
I’ve been trying out a few new tools recently. Rocketbook is an erasable notebook you can scan with your phone, and Notion is, well, I’m not sure. It might be lots of things. I use it as a task manager, and I’ve started using it as a spreadsheet/database for grant proposals.
Here’s a video of the talk I gave for the PPPL Heliophysics seminar last week. It covers research on pulsed-power driven experiments on magnetic reconnection and magnetohydrodynamic turbulence, as well as new diagnostics for plasma turbulence and the new PUFFIN pulsed-power facility to be built at MIT.
We camped for two nights in the caldera of a mega volcano, which gouged out this fantastic 15 km wide bowl in “the most violent episode in British History” [The BMC, clearly unaware of the scenes outside the Fulham Spoons on a Saturday night].
After a wonderful year of living in Munich and working at the Institute for Plasma Physics there, I decided to return to my first love: dense, magnetised plasmas. Since April 1st I’ve been working again as a post doc at Imperial College London, in the MAGPIE Group.
An incredible four days skiing up to Kürsinger Hütte in Austria, summitting a few peaks, crossing glaciers, and returning to a pandemic.
All Photos On Friday evening I headed down to Innsbruck, with a compact but extremely heavy bag, with boots lashed…