Bushcraft Dad, Lock-Down Living – Bluebells, Bugs & Bike Maintenance

As a kid growing up in the 80’s I fondly remember a TV programme called ‘Why Don’t You’ which was all about getting away from screens and engaging in practical fun. Since my last blog I have been proactively seeking hands-on activities during my working week and wanted to share some with you.

Bluebells & Whitebells on Barnes Common

We have been making the most of our daily outdoor exercise by taking a family walk, on the local common or in Richmond Park, which mercifully are within walking distance of our home.

Rather than marching on past these beautiful Bluebells I took a moment simply to linger and enjoy them in the afternoon sun, growing alongside Spanish Whitebells.

Bee Fly – [Bombylius]

During the same wander an unusual bug alighted on my wife’s jeans, which turned out to be a furry Bee-Fly! It’s fun to have lived in a country for over 4 decades and still realise there is plenty I have not yet encountered. Hence a bit of bug research showed that the impressive proboscis is fortunately for flowers and not legs!

We all enjoy cooking in our house, and yesterday I made a simple carrot soup. Nothing complex just some onion, celery, about a kilo of carrots and a vegetable stock cube. I realise it took a momentary pause in the kitchen for a smile to develop, as I breathed in the scent of frying onions. It is funny how I sense the the need for permission not to hurry. It seems to require an active choice sometimes to avoid missing pleasures as basic as an aroma.

During a recent stroll in Richmond Park we met a friendly Police Officer, who clarified that only NHS Staff and kids under the age of 12 are presently free to cycle there. Thus the opportunity arose to invite my kids into some basic bicycle maintenance! We grappled with the process of puncture repair in our back garden and had a chance to use some tools from Daddy’s ’round-the-world’ tool kit (collated specially to minimise weight on Humanitarian Air Service Flights). So, not just fixing time, but story time too as I recalled adventures my tools had experienced ;o)

Back Garden Bike Workshop

Subsequently my children rode while I scurried cross-country to keep up with them. Contact was adequately maintained by VHF Radio during the parts where my legs were slower than their pedals. Okay that was most of the time!

Bushcraft Dad, Lock-Down Living, ‘Do real things’

Given my inclination to be outdoors and enjoy wide open spaces with my family, the notion of lock-down could easily seem untenable. However, I respect the national necessity to minimise movement during the COVID-19 pandemic, and have thus been eagerly exploring the possibilities of adventure at home.

Making Lime hearth boards for Bow Drill sets.

Within a couple of days of recent social-distancing restrictions I realised my ‘media intake’ had reached an unprecedented level, and that my soul was struggling to keep up with the global strains and stresses being reported. Not that I am uninterested, neither that I lack compassion, but I recognise my capacity to absorb ‘news’ is finite. Spending that capacity wisely is crucial to my functioning well as a husband, dad and community member.

In a recent podcast about ‘The Hour We’re In’ by one of my favourite authors, John Eldredge, a single phrase rang out to me like a clarion bell;

‘We need to do real things!’

Every garden needs a jungle cot-bed ;o)

My heart immediately responded ‘YES’! Amid the busyness of lock-down life at home – the needs of my kids to learn, my wife to work remotely, my own requirement to reinvent how I freelance in the sudden absence of any paid work – I need to make space do-real-things.

Why? I find it a powerful antidote to the incessantly demanding virtual world I inhabit. When I work and play practically, using my senses of touch, sight, smell, hearing and taste, it draws me back to the real world. Some part of me relaxes when I do this. It satisfies a deep desire to go through a simple process and see something completed. It invigorates the child like sense of wonder in me, and helps me exercise gratitude.

I’ve been proactively fixing things, playing with my kids in the garden, cooking and taking notice of the natural world while out on my daily exercise. It is definitely helping my sanity levels and I’ll post some further blogs arising from my practical adventures. Meanwhile here’s to staying well in body and soul as we go forward a week at a time!

Discovery during family exercise on the Common.

Land Rover door shenanigans


Wild Advice …

I was recently contacted by Dad.Info who were interested to talk about my Wild Ventures and how they benefit parents and kids. Dad.Info are a key resource for dads across Europe, and I was eager to connect with the tremendous work they are doing to empower families.

The interview was used to create an article, and also to run a competition. If you would like to read the article, and have a chance to win free tickets to my September 7th – 8th Fathers & Sons Event click below to find out more.

Why I went on a Glee-Expedition …

Snow is a rarity in London where I live. When flakes started falling earlier this week it called to an emotion in me which lay somewhat dormant. There are truths which 10yr old me understood with absolute clarity, for example; snow is an opportunity falling from the heavens for us to play.

Thirty years on, and the notion of play I largely associate with my children, who are vigorous and highly focussed on pursuing it. Now that I’m a ‘grown up’ do I need to play?

It turns out that my heart’s answer to that question is ‘of course you do, it’s one of the things which makes life worth living’! My head on the other hand is mainly preoccupied with an epic to-do list of items and isn’t sure that play should be on the agenda. So, I had to choose; ‘should I stay or should I go’?

Often my head wins, but the pull of sunshine on fresh snow upped the stakes considerably. The unused wooden sledge hanging in my office has been waiting for this week for years since I received it as a generous Christmas gift. My heart prompted me again, ‘if not now, then when’?

So, I took a long lunch and went on a Glee-Expedition, in the hope that I would find a source of that emotion only obtainable by sliding across a white landscape and whizzing down hills. It was there, in Richmond Park, a couple of hours of snowy play was just what my soul needed.

I want to be fun for my wife and kids, and unless I play and seek out the glee where it may be found, it is much harder to bring the joy to my work and home. So, here’s to the advent of the Glee-Expedition, maybe you’d like one too …

Wild Whittling Workshop at Yestival!

Nathan Beard ventures at Yestival 2017

I was delighted to attend Yestival for the first time this year – what an extraordinary gathering of positive, adventurous and lovely people!

Thanks to all those who came along to the Wild Whittling Workshop and had a go at green wood carving. It was a pleasure to meet you, and wonderful to see your smiling faces as shavings gathered in piles, and new creations emerged from pieces of Sycamore, Silver Birch and Sweet Chestnut.

Several people asked me about the carving knives we used and I wanted to share the info again here. They are Swedish Morakniv “Woodcarving 120” knives and are available in the UK for between £15-20. I like them because they are made from laminated steel which keeps them strong but easy to sharpen, plus I like the feel of the traditional wooden handles. There is also a plastic handled version called the Morakniv “Woodcarving Basic” with a stainless steel blade which retails for about £10-15 in the UK. Both great value tools built with Scandinavian craftsmanship.

Please note that you are required to give justifiable cause, in a legal sense, if carrying any fixed blade in a public place. So, do ensure that you use them in places where you have landowners permission. When carrying fixed blades in transit I lock them in the boot of my car, or in a roll of clothing at the bottom of my rucksack so they are beyond use. You can find a link to a summary of the UK law here.

I hope very much that you will continue to access the joy of simple carving. As some of you noted it is very relaxing way to unwind and put your energies into a positive and creative craft. It was also fantastic to see some Mums, Dads, Uncles and Elder Cousins encouraging younger folk to safely get to grips with the Moras!

If a spot of wild whittling has whet your appetite for a bigger slice of time in the woods, then feel free to check out my Wild Events. You are welcome to join me for carving, shelter building, fire making, campfire cooking, animal tracking and more at my site just up the road from Yestival in W. Sussex.

Meantime here’s to safe whittling and saying Yes more!


What is a Bushcraft Dad?

Well, quite simply I enjoy bushcraft, I love my kids, and I figured those two things could go together! I firmly believe that the great outdoors is an inexhaustible playground of interesting, adventurous, beautiful, hilarious and life enriching possibilities. On that basis I try and spend as much time as possible doing fun stuff outside with my kids.


Principally it requires only personal inclination and a reliable way to get out of the house (like a front door). I have enjoyed playing outside since I was a small boy, and it is wonderful to have imaginative energetic playmates in the shape of my own kids to adventure with locally. Sometimes we make it as far as the back garden and maybe construct a miniature bosuns chair between raised beds using pulleys and a bit of paracord, or a zip-line for Teddy to hurtle across the back yard.

We have learned about splitting firewood, and stacking it. Transport logistics between chopping block and woodpile taken care of using a yellow plastic dumper truck. We recently experimented with a Swedish Fire Torch, which kind of worked, but demonstrated that Bushcraft Dad has plenty left to learn!

Often we take to the local common or to Richmond Park, wonderful outdoor spaces on our doorstep with acres of woodland and open space to observe nature and scamper around endless obstacles. Climbing trees or making a temporary rope swing is great fun, and gives an opportunity to help the kids analyse risk and consider safety in a very logical way. As a first aider I always carry a small kit, but rarely have need to use it. The kids are increasingly adept at identifying what is a fun activity and what is too risky, and I am always on hand to clarify!

A tarp and a groundsheet mean that we are prepared for snacking in all weather, and can often be found in some snug hollow enjoying hot chocolate and something to munch.

Making things from natural materials is a favourite pass time, whether it is twisting dry grass into rope, whittling walking sticks, or making mini-shelters from twigs and leaves, there is always something lying around with potential.

Treasure hunts are a cherished way we liven up a stroll, and novel hiding places keep the kids guessing. In the absence of huskies I have also discovered that harnessing the family to the front of a home made Jeep go-kart and taking it for a spin around the park with alternating junior drivers is a comedy way of exercising the young uns’, and does generate some memorable expressions amongst passers-by!

Admittedly many of these activities are not strictly ‘bushcraft’, but are undertaken with an inclination toward engaging with the natural environment, hence wilderness skills are very helpful in enabling us to do more outdoors.

It’s important to know what you can and can’t legally do in public spaces, but there is plenty of scope for fun within the law. For more adventurous activities involving blades, fire, and wild cooking, I run Wild Ventures on a private estate an hour away in Sussex (click here if you’d like to know more).

So, here’s to more outdoor play for children and adults alike! Bushcraft Dads and Bushcraft Mums, the wild is calling …

Barnes Advent Fire

Nathan Beard Ventures was glad to be back at Barnes Primary School Advent Fair on Saturday, running the campfire stall on the Forest School Site, and ensuring a constant flow of marshmallows for toasting. Many folk, young and old, came to enjoy the warmth of community around the fire, and my thanks to those sterling individuals who invested their Saturday in helping me run the stall. Here’s a time-lapse taste of the day: