Adventuring in the forest …

… at least, that was the idea …

Last Friday (our usual date night) we were having fun with L’s family and this Friday night we were chatting away at a friend’s birthday cocktail party! Both great fun!! πŸ™‚

This did, however, mean that we hadn’t had a Date Night in 2 whole weeks … so we took this Saturday as a Date DAY!! And it was completely fabulous!!! πŸ˜€

Not having a car of our own, we took, after much online consultation from me, a bus to a stop nearest to the forest we wanted to walk in.

I packed up a yummy picnic of all our favourite picnic foods in the picnic backpack we’d bought for our honeymoon – it’s covered in multi-coloured dots, of course!! πŸ˜‰

I’d copied down directions on how to get from the bus stop to the entrance into the forest … they looked easy to follow and made it seem like it would be a little trot around the corner and we’d be there …

Have I given you enough hints so far that you know what I’m going to say next … ?!? πŸ˜›

Yup, it wasn’t so simple to follow the directions when we were actually there … especially when “the bridge over a stream” was more like a hidden-by-bushes water trickle and tunnelled under the pathway … so I spent the whole time till we reached the roadway again following my nose and looking for that tricksy stream and bridge … on the way back a little hunting in the trees brought the discovery of the much mis-described “landmark” …

The barley fields we walked round the edge of were truly beautiful and such an amazing golden colour! They stretched on and on and disappeared over the brow of the hills … seemingly endlessly! It’s reminded me that I am really quite partial to barley bread … ! πŸ˜‰

It had reached 2:30pm and we hadn’t had lunch and didn’t know how much further we still had to go before we reached this forest … it was beginning to feel like every step we took towards it, it retreated a step … maybe this forest was a community of Ents … ooh … ok, so I guess not, but we did want that elusive forest to prove that it really did exist!!!

We decided to have our picnic under the shade of this massive oak tree, which was at the side of the field we were walking up, just when our tummies told us they needed some attention! πŸ˜‰

Crunchy cheese and onion crisps (maybe we broke into those while waiting for our bus …!), scotch eggs, juicy cherry tomatoes, a chicken and lettuce sandwich for L, cheeses and biscuits, salted pistachio nuts, mozzarella with sun-dried tomatoes and olives – a favourite of the hubby’s!, fig rolls and last, but definitely not least, cans of cloudy lemonade! Yumtastic!! πŸ˜€

L enjoying his mozzarella and olives – “oh, hello, are you taking a photo of me eating?!” πŸ˜›

Me enjoying the multiple photography opportunities … thankfully my hubby knew all about my love of taking photos well before we started going out!! πŸ˜›

L decided it was just the right time and place to have a little snooze … about 15 or so minutes later, we heard people talking, so, as we were on the edge or and over the path, we got up … it was a good thing we did …

… the voices belonged to these people, on galloping horses … thankfully, they saw us and slowed down to a walk, so we had time to move any stuff out of the way and stand up … phew!! πŸ™‚

I do love my English countryside! I am sometimes taken aback by the beauty, depth and history of the country I live in, despite having grown up in a rural town and despite having been hiking on the local moors before I could walk – do you think I would have looked cute all huddled up in a back carrier?! πŸ˜‰

The first time, after I’m guessing about 2 or so miles worth of walking, we came across something which promised a forest in the near vicinity, were these stacks of felled logs at the side of the road … ooooh! Maybe it’s just round the corner …

Whoop whoop!! The long-promised bridle-path into the forest is finally in front of us! We kind of felt like we had already had a pretty decent walk, but now that the long anticipated goal was within grasp, we didn’t feel we could give up and re-trace our steps without first venturing into some wooded walk ways …

Yay!! We got here at last! πŸ˜›

The forest was beautiful, peaceful, alive, green …

… and one of the forest inhabitants, who kept leaping in front of the camera every time I pointed it in a different direction, obviously wanted to be included in my documentation of this auspicious (ha ha) visit … so here it is … an Elke of the rarest species … πŸ˜‰

On the way back to the bus we did some log-climbing …

So yes, we might seem childish, but we had so much fun and hey, at least I’ve spared you the pictures of us climbing to our victory points .. which, let’s face it, were not so elegant and maybe involved too much of a bummage view!! πŸ˜‰

We didn’t walk very far into the forest, as we felt like we had already done a day’s worth of walking and some … but we ventured in amongst the trees, took a look, took some photos, took a walk, took a path – or two, or three! – then took a decision … time to head back to catch a bus home … !!

I couldn’t resist taking one last photo of the amazing fields of barley …

… before we got back to our bus stop where, thankfully, we only had to wait about 10 minutes for our bus back into town!

Now that is what I call good and fun adventuring!! πŸ˜€

I’ve only just realises how many photos I’ve included in this post … and that’s partly because I haven’t yet been able to master posting photos in blocks … do I post too many photos? Are my posts too long? Please so let me know how you feel … ok?! Thank yoooouuuuu!!! πŸ˜›


2 thoughts on “Adventuring in the forest …

  1. I loved the post and wouldn’t have wanted to miss any of it. But if you think your posts are too long break them into smaller “episodes”. End on a cliffhanger….We’ll always come back tomorrow to see how your stories ended. πŸ™‚

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