On 20th February, 1835, Charles Darwin was lying down in a wood having a rest in Valvidia, Southern Chile, when he experienced a major earthquake.
Darwin on the delights of English country walks.
...in the large, awkward shape of Queen Pomarre of Tahiti.
Fuelled, perhaps, by his hatred of slavery.
As a former card-carrying member of the Glutton Club, Charles Darwin was pretty unsqueamish when it came to sampling strange flesh, but he did not at all relish the idea of eating calf foetus while travelling is South America. Fortunately, it turned out to be something decidedly more appetising: We did not reach the posta…
Specifically, a cow.
...to see how well they can smell.
Concerning Darwin's dealings with this tragic creature.
An inquisitive fox, since named after its collector.
It's like confessing a murder. I have been a self-confessed 'Darwin groupie' for almost a quarter of a century, yet, until this year, I had never read what is supposed to be his most accessible book, 'The Voyage of the Beagle'.