we loved pucks glen so much we climbed up it a second time with jane’s aunt and uncle who live (vaguely) near by.
we had a great time admiring the gushing waters and catching up on life stories
we took the low road back which was a bit flooded
actually, looking closer at the picture, it looks like the chap is carrying a rather large knife.
i had a meeting near cambridge yesterday so i got up 3 hours earlier than i needed and got to Wicken Fen by 7.30am in the morning for an explore and a photo.
the windmill is a wind pump don’t you know
i spent ages seeking the bird hides which were quite well hidden. after playing seek the hide for a while i found one and went in for a my petrol station bought prepacked chicken sandwich. the only birds i saw were 2 pigeons and a crow. oh well.
when i arrived i went the wrong way and ended up going on the adventurers’ trail. although i didn’t see many other adventurers. so it probably should have been adventurer’s trail. am i being preposterophe ? that’s a new word i just made up, combining apostrophe and preposterous.
eventually i found the nice boardwalk bit which lead to the windmill
but not before seeing lots of nice ditches
here’s a final picture of the wind pump
we went to the warburg nature reserve yesterday and it’s lovely
as with all good walks in a wood the girls ended up carrying huge sticks for no apparent reason.
very pointed out we’d seen lots of natures (plural) that day. and we had. including: a dead rat (on the road) and squirrels (dead and alive), various little birds, lots of red kites, a herd of stampeding deer in the wood, rabbits and probably other things i forgot.