More of this post in the published book.
I arrived in low mist to our starting location of one year earlier to be greeted by a poo bag hanging on ones of the hurdles around the stone, in a location two miles from civilisation. What possesses certain dog owners?
A gruelling day; only two visitors passing to converse all day and therefore much chiselling of the toughest, gnarliest part of the block was achieved – I was fit for nothing but a very slow walk to Norewood Lane by the time dusk drew in early. The young trees around me were in good health – yew, hornbeam, oak, hazel, birch and dogwood were all thriving, perhaps at greater spacing now than their planted density.
Back carving in Northwood Sunday 22nd November; possibly Thursday 12th if dry.