I first encountered ash dieback fifteen years ago in Estonia, although I did not know what it was then: just that the trees in the wood meadows we were looking at seemed to have a strange structure – lots of vertical shoots coming off the main branches. When I asked our local guide he kindly… Continue reading Ash Dieback – fifteen years on
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Heading for the Hills
The other week, I had a walk over the Long Mynd. The plan was to get the train to Church Stretton, then walk (12 miles) up and over the hills to end up at Bishops Castle. The weather was brilliant, but less sensibly my pack was heavier than it could have been. It is not… Continue reading Heading for the Hills
Heading for the Hills
The other week, I had a walk over the Long Mynd. The plan was to get the train to Church Stretton, then walk (12 miles) up and over the hills to end up at Bishops Castle. The weather was brilliant, but less sensibly my pack was heavier than it could have been. It is not… Continue reading Heading for the Hills
The Old Man of Wytham 