Another two post day………..not that I'm bored but this is a grand spot which I suspect is going to be a hell hole over the weekend………………..Me intolerant? ………Never!
On our second walk, to get the lie of the land, I realised that one has to be out early. I now know where I want to go so will take breakfast with me tomorrow. I also know I don’t want to be here and out and about after eleven in the morning. You have all heard the old age ramblers clubs…………The one at the back is deaf and the one at the front of a troop of twenty was a Sergeant Major…..In the Royal Corps of Drums! They discuss esoteric subjects like bus timetables and discount days at B&Q.The ones in the middle of the rank are bemoaning the fact they never see anything………… Anything worth seeing has long since turned tail and scarpered.
This is a monster fungus. At around two feet six across the biggest Artists Fungus I’ve seen. Growing on an almost dead Beech tree. I hope it is Artist Fungus?……These Bracket Fungi, in common with most, are the very devil to identify. This being twenty feet in the air is harder than most.
As you have by now gathered we are down at the end of the lake. I did not go further…….too many people.
That’s all folk. I’ll see what I can find tomorrow.