We spent a stunning couple of hours in a gorgeous sunny glade, with friends, building bridges across a stream. There were nearby piles of logs we could use, a magical wooden shelter that has apparently been up for years and a buttercup meadow with horses.
Gorgeous!
There was an ill-fated moment where my phone fell out of my cleavage (an obvious place to store it whn lifting logs!) and into the water. Amazingly it has survived!
Am looking forward to return trips to this sun-dappled spot. On the path that leads to it there is a field of jersey cows and a derelict stone building. It's of considerable size with a boundary wall too but no obvious access roads. I'm fascinated by its history and wondering where we can find that out.
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