Path to Wistman’s Wood, Dartmoor

Uh-oh, it is wet. I drew a curtain and signed. Leaves of the overgrowth over the stream were so vividly green and shiny which meant only one thing – it had been raining overnight…

Our girl Bella was an outdoorsy kind of lass. She was delighted to have a good sniff around after spending her penny.

The reason why I was keeping quiet blog-wise during the weekend was not because I was practicing digital-detoxing but because there was absolutely no mobile coverage around the Dartmoor area. It was so complete that even our car radio went silent as the grave. On reflection, we were extremely lucky to be able to use my iPhone’s sat nav when we were driving to The Chapel for the first time. A signpost to Lettaford was so small and oh my, the bush along the path was so dense. They were literally as solid as a wall! I don’t think we could find the place without the sat nav working. Then, came next morning, signals for our handsets dropped completely and we could no longer receive any data at all.

Out we went on a wet path, heading to Two Bridges…

Hubbie wanted to take photos at Wistman’s Wood which was famous for its twisted and gnarled branches of the stunted oak trees. We parked our car at the car park at the start of the footpath and started to walk towards the wood.

The sky lightened a little but the drizzle still continued…

I was really glad that I didn’t forget my Timberland boots when I was packing. However, I was so hopelessly underdressed for a proper country-walking! A bomber jacket and blue jeans?! Embrassingly out of place I felt…

A practice of swaling was evident along the footpath…

Swaling is the term used in the West Country for burning the land. The burning of overgrown heath land clears the ground of dead vegetations, and as a result, new growth can appear for wildlife and grazing livestock.

Because of the overnight rain, the path was muddy and slippery and riddled with paddles…

Despite her overflowing enthusiasm, Bella had to be carried under my arm most of the way as her elbow was not robust enough to walk on an unstable ground…

As we reached to a farmhouse along the route, I decided to throw in the towel. I had been to Wistman’s Wood once before and knew that climbing the uneven rocky path up to the wood wouldn’t be easy with a wiggly puppy under my arm. ‘Are you sure you are turning back?’ Hubbie sounded surprised by my announcement. ‘We will be waiting for you in the car!’ I waved good-bye to him and headed back to the car park…

Our wild girl Bella smothering herself with very very wet grass…

She became soaking wet and dirty! My bomber jacket shared the same predicament as she had to be held while I was climbing down a narrow rocky part of the path.

As we reached to the car park, we encountered a flock of geese, relaxing by the road side…

Hey guys, be careful with the traffic…

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

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