There was an
initial kerfuffle, due entirely to the leaders having a potty, senior moment
when citing the meeting point (right name, Godshill, but the grid reference was
Ashley Walk, thankfully nearby). Apologetically, Marge and Sandra rounded up the
strays and 10 in all re-gathered at the edge of Godshill Inclosure.
Hazel catkins |
It was
gloomy, cold and breezy as we set off westwards, skirting Godshill Wood before turning
south on a public footpath (uncommon in the Forest) between dwellings, sliding
and squelching down to a footbridge over the Millersford brook. On the uphill
plod via field and woodland we heard Robin and Nuthatch. Great Spotted Woodpeckers
drumming and the sight of powdery Hazel catkins with newly-emerging tiny, red
female flowers hinted at Spring.
Nuthatch |
We continued
south across stiles and fields to Sandy Balls Estate and turned west through
tall beech and conifers that diced with gravity on the steep slope to the Avon
Valley below. Our path contoured beneath the remains of the iron-age fort,
Frankenbury Ring. We stopped for a while, trying to identify
a mixed flock of Blue, Great and Long-tailed Tits and Chaffinches - just
silhouettes darting among the branches against the light. Then a splendid Fallow
buck stepped slowly across the path behind us, well aware of our presence, and
disappeared down the slope in a trice.
We wound our
way to the valley floor where Mute Swans and Little Egrets were feeding in the
wet meadows beside the River Avon which is the western boundary of the Forest in
this area. Our return was through Folds Farm and up through Godshill Wood.
MW/SP