Birdsong
A cat purring
The crack of leather on willow
The crunch of mtb tyres through snow to semi-frozen mud
A football hitting the back of the net

That hollow kind of sound that tyres make on peaty moorland trails on the rare occasion that they’re dry enough to get any kind of speed on them.
The buzzzzz of a Chris King hub on a fast decent.
The whirr of a cable car cable and the clunk, clunk, clunck noise as it goes over the wheels on one of the masts.

A football hitting the back of the net

Good call, but not if you’re a keeper, as I was 🙂

Coming back from a walk with very wet dogs. You throw a towel over them to dry them. There’s a particular growl they have when you rub them.
Then their scrambled eggs. The sound of them chomping their breakfast with the occasional clink of tag on bowl.
The sounds of happy dogs.

Throwing a stone along a frozen lake.

the rumble of a tioga disk drive

Clicking into or out of an SPD

the opening chords of a classic punk song on 6 music when youre not expecting it.

sad? clues in the name, clues in the name 😀

The sound your fingers make when you drag them over the guitar strings.

And my daughter sleeping.

A lapwing or a curlew on the moors.
Or a top fueller.

That “thunk thunk” sound, that car tyres make going over those expansion joints on bridges.

Light highland summer nights sleeping with the windows open and the sound of oyster catchers ‘calling the distances’

Side 3 of Electric Ladyland at wife-absent volumes.

I have left the Coogee Bay Hotel and am walking on the beach with a girl I have just met. The waves break hissing on the sand, it starts to rain.

I do like the sound of a quality car door shutting gently. Porsche, BMW, AUDI, Jag. Absolutely lovely.

But my top sound is leaves under bike tyres. That crispy crunch is unique and tells you winter is on its way. Beautiful.

I do love the sound of a squadron of Canada Geese gobbing off as they fly. Always makes me smile.
My absolute favourite is my little boy cracking up, especially when he snorts.

The sound of the owls when I leave my window open or the beginning of wish you were here(that synth build up thing) or maybe the sound of my tyres when im really on form and flying between the trees(kind of imagine in in that star wars film,dont know which one I,m not a fan:)) or maybe the start of a million songs ,really dislike the sound of the wind now though,used to like it but now my legs are a bit fed up of pedalling against it:)

Class 37 climbing the hill at helensburgh on West Highland Line. And running down the tunnel at the station with the corrogated iron roof has a great multi slapback accoustic.

The (non) sound of thick snow and no wind. And then that creaking noise as you walk on the freshfall.

Tawny owls

Blackbird evensong

Children laughing

Buzzards mewing

Rain lashing the windows

Lawnmowers buzzing in the distance

Mast-rigging clanking in the harbour

Mountain streams and sheep

Our dog snoring

(Haven’t we done this before?)

Roland 808 kick drum

Didn’t realise how many girls we have here on STW! 😉

For me it’s simply silence. Would’ve been something else before having kids though I’m sure 😉

Does anyone actually enjoy the sound of adult voices? There are mentions of our children laughing, snoring, bickering etc – yet it strikes me that most preferred sounds seem to be *not* other adults talking? I may be wrong, but adult voices being (I suppose) the most common sound most of us hear on any given day, then anything else is relief? It may be for me, but there are exceptions. Which reminds me:

Cerys Matthews speaking

Lying on the beach just as the sun’s going down and everyone has left, listening to the waves, birds, and the faint noise of civilisation in the distance.

Also the stillness after a good snow fall

On the other hand, a Ferrari flat 12 at full throttle

Spifire Merlin engine.

Bovington Tiger tank Maybach engine.
Leopard 1 MTU engine.

A goldfinch singing from the highest point of our sycamore.

So beautifully mellifluous.

The cries of my vanquished foes.

Just remembered. As a student in hall of residence in Sheffield waking up on a Sunday to the sound of Ranmoor church bells.

Oh and the scream on “Careful with that Axe, Eugene”, live in Sheffield City Hall.

My elderly dog snoring gently next to me now is pretty comforting. The sound of someone in the distance really opening up a performance motorbike always makes me smile. An acoustic guitar being played around a beach fire.

That ping sound MTB tyres sometimes make as small things fly out from under them.

Birdsong – curlews, robins, thrushes or larks depending on when and where I am.
And the special sound of appreciation from a lady friend.

Snipe ‘drumming’, especially because you only hear it in the evenings in remote places, so you’re probably out camping, bonus!

Close second is Curlew calling, for much the same reasons.

Didn’t know what the drumming was that we heard on South Uist till I described it to the warden at Banranald.
Love the sound of the Curlew as well as the Corncrake, which we heard loads of times on Uist.

Wow, snipe drumming sounds like part of a horror film soundtrack:

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My 16 month old daughters giggle. Sadly I don’t get to hear it anymore.

Spifire Merlin engine.

^ 🙂 Yes that. Remember visiting Duxford museum for the first time and witnessing an unannounced low pass of a lone Spit, flew around the main hangar, banked and then climbed – brrrrr.

The wife shouting “YesYesYes push a bit harder keep going yes nearly there” – as I bump start her car in the morning.

BRM V 16.

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Honestly, no internal combustion engine on earth sounds as good.

A Vulcan fly-by or, one for the machinists out there, the sound of my machines hitting 12,000RPM then the cutter hitting the aluminium @ 6-8,000mm/min.
Pretty sad but, on some jobs, I can tell how far through it is by the sound of the spindle/cutting tool 😳