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Alex Roddie

Happiest on a mountain. Writer, story-wrangler, digital and film photographer. Editor of Sidetracked magazine. Machine breaker.

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Seek the mayglow while you can, for it is fleeting

May has long been one of my favourite months of the year, but it's not all about Scottish Alpine spring, as you might expect from a mountaineer based in Scotland. One of the things I have learnt about myself is that I need more from nature than mountains.

Seek the mayglow while you can, for it is fleeting
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Perthshire, March, Kodak cine film

I've just finished a batch of scanning, so thought I'd pop up a photo post to follow up from this entry a couple of weeks back. In that post I spoke a bit about my approach to photo note-taking. I also shared some iPhone pictures. Today

Perthshire, March, Kodak cine film
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Something I should have done years ago: ALCS (plus nebulous thoughts about writing as a lifelong vocation)

After years of telling myself 'I should really register for ALCS this year', I've finally managed to motivate myself to do it before the deadline (just). It's been an interesting exercise to see everything I've published since 2021 all in one place.

Something I should have done years ago: ALCS (plus nebulous thoughts about writing as a lifelong vocation)
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What survives in the record: a Glen Coe hill day from 15 years ago today

Every now and again, I dip into my Lightroom library and journals, curious to see what I was doing 10, 15, or 20 years ago on this day. On the 6th of April, 2009, my brother James had just arrived in Glen Coe and was keen to experience these mountains

What survives in the record: a Glen Coe hill day from 15 years ago today
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Some phone pictures from a sunny hill weekend (and a few thoughts on photo note-taking)

And now for something completely different. If you want to understand my approach to photos as a working outdoor writer then 35mm film (which I gush about on this blog all the time) is only a third of the story. Another third is my full-frame digital camera – no surprises there.

Some phone pictures from a sunny hill weekend (and a few thoughts on photo note-taking)
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Maybe the web used to be better than it is now

I am spending less time on Instagram and more time in the old-fashioned blogosphere (via my RSS reader) once again, because I increasingly dislike what Instagram does to my brain. And I increasingly wonder if the internet was actually better and more diverse when more of us posted updates regularly

Maybe the web used to be better than it is now
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The magic of cine film

Sometimes, when the light is right, Kodak Vision3 250D can almost look like slide film. There's something magical about the way all film – real, tangible images that exist in physical space – captures the warmth of winter light, but I think Vision3 has something extra that bridges the divide

The magic of cine film
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The long microseason tail of a fantastic winter

Late March is always a strange time of year for me. I think I become more aware of the tension in the landscape as winter peels back and spring tries to do its thing, and this tension manifests itself in various subtle ways. For me it's about microseasons.

The long microseason tail of a fantastic winter
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Recently published work: Sidetracked, The Great Outdoors, Outdoor Focus

So far, 2024 has been so hectic that I've barely found time to post on this blog, but a lot has been happening! I thought I'd take this opportunity to post a bit about some of my recently published work. I used to post this stuff

Recently published work: Sidetracked, The Great Outdoors, Outdoor Focus
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The Apple Macintosh at 40 – and my own Mac history at 24

Cast your mind back to the year 2000. When the new century began, I was 13 years old. My interests: fantasy writing and computers. The Apple Macintosh may have come into the world two years before I was born, but it burst into my life that year – and played a

The Apple Macintosh at 40 – and my own Mac history at 24