Channelled wrack
This yellow-brown seaweed grows in tufts at the very top of rocky shores. Its fronds curls at the sides, creating the channel that gives Chanelled Wrack its name.
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Black grouse
The male black grouse, or 'blackcock', is famed for its display behaviour, known as 'lekking'. A sight to behold, it fans out its tail and struts its stuff to show its…
CBMWC Research
Read more about the research projects that are being, or have been carried out at or in conjunction with the Cardigan Bay Marine Wildlife Centre.
Meet the Team
Our team is made of of committed conservationists, enthusiastic educators and support staff, all working hard to protect wildlife and wild places.
Limestone pavement
Slabs of smooth grey rock, incised with deep fissures and patterned with swirling hollows and runnels sculpted by thousands of years of rainwater, form an unlikely wildlife habitat. Look a little…
Glasshouse Cafe
Situated in the Welsh Wildlife Centre on the top floor, the Glasshouse Café has a ‘treetop’ panoramic view of the Teifi River, Cardigan town and woodland.
Field wood-rush
Field wood-rush is a short rush that forms tufts in grassy places, such as lawns, parks and downlands. A defining characteristic is its leaf-like leaves that are fringed with long, white hairs.…
My studio
With her sketchbook, Carol loves to get lost in the detail of the shore’s wildlife, plants, textures and fossils. And she always comes away feeling enriched.
Coastal and floodplain grazing marsh
Enormous flocks of geese, ducks and swans swirl down from wide skies to drop onto the flat, open expanses of flooded grazing marshes in winter. In spring, lapwing tumble overhead and the soft,…
Living Landscapes
Living Landscapes are our vision for the future. A future where wildlife thrives across Wales - in farmland, woodland, wetland, and even our towns and cities.
My retirement
Malcolm loves volunteering every week at Blashford Lakes Nature Reserve where he indulges in his passion for wildlife, keeps active and meets with friends.
Together for dawn chorus
The alarm clock rings. It’s 430 am. Time to get up. The dog knows it’s early and until I put on my walking boots he doesn’t stir.