in Alaska, said: "Here he found somewhere he could be himself."
However, if Nicholas Hughes assiduously shunned the neon light that flashed around his parents' past, he was always close to his father.
Father and son shared a lifelong fascination with nature; Ted Hughes' wonderful, and savage, poetry of the wild and his son's avid studies of fish, their habits and habitat. Ted Hughes wrote to a friend of how he and Nicholas fished together in Africa, Ireland and in Alaska's 'dreamland'; how they 'lay awake, listening to wolves'.
Tragically, it emerged just last week that it was his father's death from cancer in 1998 that triggered Nicholas Hughes's depression.
from Independent.ie: A son lost to the deep wounds of Plath's sad death
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