We 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.
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:
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.
On 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.
Add 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.
One of my favourite films is The Dambusters, and last year was the 70th anniversary of the Dambuster raids.
We may not be Royalty, but we sometimes have the honour of a Fly Past.
wonderful post. I’ll have to look up The Dambusters.
Thank you! Classic film (Richard Todd as Guy Gibson and Michael Redgrave as Barnes Wallis).
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