Thursday, June 21, 2012
Handcross to Staplefield through Nymans Wood.
Somewhat dreary weather today.
I am glad we made the most of yesterday.
Our walk began in Handcross, through deep dark woods, managed woods - looked after by the Nymans team.
The foxgloves in the woods were looking good.
The ones in our garden are now past their best.
In the woods.
These are Nymans woods - part of the Nymans Estate.
The path near the bottom of the valley was an avenue through Californian redwood trees.
The path is wide.
Where it is very steep, steps have been cut and edged.
Nice colours and pattern.
The lake, down in the valley.
We are actually only a few miles from the lake we visited last week at Slaugham.
When I was a child I learned the Sussex country name for this wild flower.
It's a ragged robin.
Foxgloves by the water.
Clump of wild orchids in the meadow.
We stopped in Staplefield at The Jolly Tanners for some lunch.
The pub was very busy.
We played with our cameras whilst we waited for our food.
Bill had cider - not Bulmers.
My drink was a dark beer, named Ram Rod.
Bill tucks into a toasted bacon and egg sandwich with salad and very well cooked chips.
I had a cajun chicken sandwich.
A straggly robin hopes for some dropped crumbs.
We walked back through the woods.
The final steep climb up to Handcross was hard.
I needed all my concentration for climbing....and breathing!
No more photographs!
I am glad we made the most of yesterday.
Our walk began in Handcross, through deep dark woods, managed woods - looked after by the Nymans team.
The ones in our garden are now past their best.
In the woods.
These are Nymans woods - part of the Nymans Estate.
The path near the bottom of the valley was an avenue through Californian redwood trees.
The path is wide.
Where it is very steep, steps have been cut and edged.
Nice colours and pattern.
The lake, down in the valley.
We are actually only a few miles from the lake we visited last week at Slaugham.
It's a ragged robin.
Foxgloves by the water.
We stopped in Staplefield at The Jolly Tanners for some lunch.
We played with our cameras whilst we waited for our food.
Bill had cider - not Bulmers.
My drink was a dark beer, named Ram Rod.
Bill tucks into a toasted bacon and egg sandwich with salad and very well cooked chips.
I had a cajun chicken sandwich.
A straggly robin hopes for some dropped crumbs.
We walked back through the woods.
The final steep climb up to Handcross was hard.
I needed all my concentration for climbing....and breathing!
No more photographs!
