To boldly go

star trekWe were in the mood to explore as it was such a beautiful day, and we’d gone a little further than is our norm at the bottom of the woods.

We’ve often walked along the fence by the lakes, but have always turned off rather than go to the very end of the old runway. The fence is in disrepair and as there were no sheep in the field on the other side of a secondary fence (not that Maggie would bother them anyway) , we stepped over and checked out pastures new.
Wow.
airfield

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We didn’t mind it being a little overgrown, and noticed an indistinct track going into the trees, so someone or something had been there before us.
We came across a gnarled tree trunk, or possibly trunks, which looked like some modern nude art of several pairs of tangled limbs with no body or head. It was unique and stunning, but sadly I didn’t have the camera  (we went back) .
Fighting our way through the brambles and undergrowth, Maggie was in her element, sniffing out the rabbits and squirrels though she didn’t give chase.
Crossing over a dry ditch, we followed the trail and came across these:

ammo store

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and once again wished we could go back in time to see how the joint RAF and Army base was run all those years ago before the trees were planted.

time machineOn Saturday, we had met up with a couple who were out walking trying to take in the history of the area. They stopped us and asked if we knew where the old bomb stores were. We know the woods pretty well now, and Hubby offered to show them as it was in the direction we were walking anyway.
Some two hours and three miles later, we parted company, Hubby having given our visitors a ‘personal tour’ and the benefit of his knowledge. It made a pleasant change to our routine, it was nice to have new company who seemed to have enjoyed ours, and the dog had one of the longest walks for ages.

We are in a bit of a time warp here though.
I mentioned recently about the spitfire practicing for an air show. We also have a hurricane practice locally, and sometimes the two aircraft go through their dogfight display.

hurricane and spitfireAdd to that the only flying Lancaster (though hopefully there will be a second shortly, and that will be a magnificent sight in the sky) and sometimes you feel you aren’t in the 21st century at all.

dambustersOne of my favourite films is The Dambusters, and last year was the 70th anniversary of the Dambuster raids.

guy gibsonWe may not be Royalty, but we sometimes have the honour of a Fly Past.

fly past

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to To boldly go

  1. polarflares says:

    wonderful post. I’ll have to look up The Dambusters.

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