Sunday, November 11
New Forest: Fairy Glen and Thought for the Day
After last week's mention about Fairy Folk, and following some further detective work, my trip out today felt a little like a scene from The X-Files to be honest. The Aim: to Seek The Truth (We Are Not Alone?)
Frankly the tale sounded a little far fetched to me. Fairies at the bottom of the garden! Pah - we all have some of those at the bottom of our garden/window box etc. Surely.
Err. Yes. Ok. Keep taking the pills. Those little yellow ones that work so well.
Anyway - anything left for long in the more tourist infested spots in the NF tends to be removed/damaged relatively quickly.
Approaching a fording point on a small forest stream less than five minutes walk from the road, and minutes drive from that famous New Forest pub/camp site 'The Red Shoot', I came across this greeting.
Dingly Dell
And from this point the pictures speak for themselves. There's nothing much I can add.
(Well you try coming up with something relevant to describe this surreal situation )
Just hanging around?
Ray Mears wuz ere?
Cheaper than a Directline Insurance quote?
Who's nicked my door?
A Sunday afternoon nap after a visit to the nearby pub?
After all this I quietly withdrew leaving the local community to its own ends. I was off to explore the surrounding ridges.
Now surely nothing would top this one today........?
Half an hour later I spotted a brick building high atop a ridge. Very remote. Purpose unclear.
And finding it to be a building, rather than a water tank as I first thought, I cautiously entered
(Please note - attack dog at the ready)
Only to be met by this:
Someone's having a laugh with me today.
Top that one walking magazines/forums. Surely worth a cheeky post on Outdoors Magic?
(I've deliberately avoided posting any of the precise locations. If you want to know better drop me an e-mail)Labels: Ibsley Common, New Forest, walks
After last week's mention about Fairy Folk, and following some further detective work, my trip out today felt a little like a scene from The X-Files to be honest. The Aim: to Seek The Truth (We Are Not Alone?)
Frankly the tale sounded a little far fetched to me. Fairies at the bottom of the garden! Pah - we all have some of those at the bottom of our garden/window box etc. Surely.
Err. Yes. Ok. Keep taking the pills. Those little yellow ones that work so well.
Anyway - anything left for long in the more tourist infested spots in the NF tends to be removed/damaged relatively quickly.
Approaching a fording point on a small forest stream less than five minutes walk from the road, and minutes drive from that famous New Forest pub/camp site 'The Red Shoot', I came across this greeting.
Dingly DellAnd from this point the pictures speak for themselves. There's nothing much I can add.
(Well you try coming up with something relevant to describe this surreal situation )
Just hanging around?
Ray Mears wuz ere?
Cheaper than a Directline Insurance quote?
Who's nicked my door?
A Sunday afternoon nap after a visit to the nearby pub?After all this I quietly withdrew leaving the local community to its own ends. I was off to explore the surrounding ridges.
Now surely nothing would top this one today........?
Half an hour later I spotted a brick building high atop a ridge. Very remote. Purpose unclear.
And finding it to be a building, rather than a water tank as I first thought, I cautiously entered
(Please note - attack dog at the ready)
Only to be met by this:
Someone's having a laugh with me today.
Top that one walking magazines/forums. Surely worth a cheeky post on Outdoors Magic?
(I've deliberately avoided posting any of the precise locations. If you want to know better drop me an e-mail)
Labels: Ibsley Common, New Forest, walks
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