Crossed over the river to Nelson's County for three nights. There's a nice little willow and birch woodland, right on the Waveney, and the owner lets us stay out there from time to time.

Having recently purchased a bell tent and stove, we gave it it's first outing. The sun went down, so we fired up the log burner. As the temperature outside plummeted, inside it shot up. Cooked up some grub and settled into the evening.



Up at 05.30 to get the stove lit and see the day in. The air was heavy with moisture, and it rained under the trees.



Not everyone was up so early.

Took my little skrama 80, my axe and the gomboy.


The gomboy is an absolute pleasure to use.

The mornings were covered in frost, but as the days set in, the turning of the seasons became apparent. The sun came out and things are beginning to show themselves again.



We took a walk back over the border to join the Angles Way. It's quickly becoming one of my favourite footpaths.


The deer have found a good scratching post.


The owner of the woodland makes his land available to various wildlife and conservation organisations. He mentioned a few ornithologists would be on site on Monday. Whilst packing up, I bumped into them and one of them had a goldfinch in his hand.

It was a well needed trip.


Having recently purchased a bell tent and stove, we gave it it's first outing. The sun went down, so we fired up the log burner. As the temperature outside plummeted, inside it shot up. Cooked up some grub and settled into the evening.



Up at 05.30 to get the stove lit and see the day in. The air was heavy with moisture, and it rained under the trees.



Not everyone was up so early.

Took my little skrama 80, my axe and the gomboy.


The gomboy is an absolute pleasure to use.

The mornings were covered in frost, but as the days set in, the turning of the seasons became apparent. The sun came out and things are beginning to show themselves again.



We took a walk back over the border to join the Angles Way. It's quickly becoming one of my favourite footpaths.


The deer have found a good scratching post.


The owner of the woodland makes his land available to various wildlife and conservation organisations. He mentioned a few ornithologists would be on site on Monday. Whilst packing up, I bumped into them and one of them had a goldfinch in his hand.

It was a well needed trip.

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