Inspiring Travel Writing from Mark Eveleigh: Page 2 of 7
Articles by Mark Eveleigh: Page 2 of 7
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Before You Die: Catch an Okavango Croc
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Mark Eveleigh
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Botswana
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Moremi and Okavango Delta
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Okavango
There was something delightfully irresponsible about sitting in the bow of a small boat, scouting the moonlit channels for the blood-red eyes of prehistoric super-predators...and the usual Okavango safari does not often include an opportunity to...
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Before You Die: Fiesta de San Fermin
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Mark Eveleigh
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Spain
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Navarra
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Pamplona
At noon on the sixth of July the chupinazo (rocket) explodes above Pamplona’s baroque town hall, heralding the start of Las Fiestas de San Fermin. Every year a million revellers storm this normally sleepy Northern Spanish city for nine days...
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The Tomb of Kaddi-Kra
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Mark Eveleigh
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Australia
First-light is referred to in the picturesque Outback slang as ‘sparrow’s fart.’ It was not this, however, that greeted us as we stepped out of our cabin, but the cackling call of the kookaburra that is known as ‘the bushman...
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Trucking the Gringo-Trail
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Mark Eveleigh
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Ecuador
We tacked a 3,000-mile zigzag course along the backbone of South America to take in parts of the world’s greatest rainforest, some of its highest volcanoes and wildest beaches. In the course of five weeks we slept in hammocks in an Amazon...
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Bulls, Booze and Bedlam
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Mark Eveleigh
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Spain
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Navarra
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Pamplona
In 1923 an almost unknown writer called Ernest Hemingway travelled to Spain to visit the equally obscure Fiestas de San Fermin. The Sun Also Rises was the turning point for them both and now a million devotees arrive in the little city of Pamplona...
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Chefchaouen: Forbidden Citadel
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Mark Eveleigh
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Morocco
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Northern Morocco
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Chefchaouen
There is an ancient town, in Northern Morocco, whose rows of ice-blue terraces seem to be bracketed, shelf-like, onto the walls of the Rif Mountains. Whilst the passing of the hours are rigorously marked by echoing prayer-calls from the old mosque...
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King of the Hill
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Mark Eveleigh
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Guatemala
In a patch of sunlight at the end of Chichicastenango’s cobbled main street a bus was spilling its colourful human cargo onto the pavement. It was a typical up-country Guatemalan bus: a canary-coloured hand-me-down from good ol’ Uncle...
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Battle of the Beachhead
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Mark Eveleigh
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Costa Rica
The sun rose on a battlefield that was thick with flying dust. Hunched shapes lay in tortured postures, writhing on the sand. Others crawled, inch by painful inch, towards the relative cover of the waves…where sharks and crocodiles waited for...
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The Little Things That Change the World
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Mark Eveleigh
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Costa Rica
To the uninformed eye this had looked like the perfect camping spot. We were in the far north-eastern corner of Costa Rica in a beautiful forest glade, sheltered by an ancient fig tree whose branches were so heavy that it had lowered vertical...
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Thumbing the Back o' Beyond
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Mark Eveleigh
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Australia
“Hop in!” yelled the girl behind the pickup wheel, “Name’s Sal…wouldn’t have stopped but yuz looked the part.” Bleary-eyed, unshaven and grubby (jetlag and the, not altogether dissimilar, nightlife of...
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