{"id":1838,"date":"2006-02-04T21:34:34","date_gmt":"2006-02-04T20:34:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sunpig.com\/mt-entry-1838.html"},"modified":"2014-01-19T20:56:31","modified_gmt":"2014-01-19T19:56:31","slug":"a-walk-in-the-woods","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sunpig.com\/abi\/2006\/02\/04\/a-walk-in-the-woods\/","title":{"rendered":"A Walk in the Woods"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>A mouse took a walk in the deep dark wood&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Actually, it was a whole family out searching for the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.geocaching.com\/seek\/cache_details.aspx?guid=6f465dcf-37bf-4255-89fb-59a599cbd067\">Butterdean Wood<\/a> geocache, but two keen little children found the idea that a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/exec\/obidos\/ASIN\/0333710932\/qid=1139088506\/sr=8-2\/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i2_xgl\/026-5383218-2213245\">Gruffalo<\/a> might be lurking among the trees pretty exciting.  Martin, clever bunny, proposed a caching expedition to get us out in the beautiful (if chilly) sunshine, and this was a good cache to look for.  It was about half an hour&#8217;s drive from home, taking us over flat paths that were just wild enough to seem adventurous.  They were also perhaps a little muddy.<\/p>\n<p>I brought my phone camera, of course, and stopped from time to time to take pictures.<\/p>\n<p>Fungus on a fallen log.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95490520\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/30\/95490520_99da1b5570.jpg\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" alt=\"DSC00528\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Alex took the GPS and went ahead, following the arrow and talking of treasure.  Playing Zelda has sharpened his taste for quests and adventures.  He waited patiently whenever I would stop to take a shot.<\/p>\n<p>The twisted stem of some vine &#8211; I don&#8217;t know what kind.  (This picture has been cropped.)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/evilrooster\/98392307\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/31\/98392307_494c0c6e70.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"374\" alt=\"twiststem\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Two leaves on a twisting vine.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95518338\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/39\/95518338_f9d7a0fdd5.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"DSC00532\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Fiona strode along the path, first with one parent, then with the other.  At two, she is rock-steady on her feet and entirely unafraid of any mystery the woods might hold.  She has been a strong walker for some time, and I think she enjoyed the challenge.  When we were walking together and I would step aside to take a picture, she would venture onward without a backward glance.<\/p>\n<p>Fir cone among the leaves.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95518340\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/35\/95518340_694d263b39.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"DSC00537\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Eventually, Alex relinquished the GPS in favour of a stick sword, and Fionaberry took over as navigator.  (We pretty much followed the path.)  She thought my eTrex was a camera, and every now and then would stop, hold it to her face, bend <em>very<\/em> close to the ground, and say, &#8220;I take a picture.  Cheese!&#8221; before going on.  Not a landscape photographer, I guess&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Tangle of sticks, a pattern shot.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95519868\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/27\/95519868_d89e01fbbb.jpg\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" alt=\"Dsc00542\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Lichen on a branch.  It&#8217;s almost blue!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95518336\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/25\/95518336_ebafefd3f1.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"DSC00543\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Alex was soon wrapped up in Zelda-esque adventures, which reminded me vividly of my own childhood games.  The forest around our cabin was always Lothlorien and Mirkwood, Stephen R Donaldson&#8217;s The Land and Sherwood Forest.  For him, East Lothian became Link&#8217;s country, and he crept and ran through it like the hero of his favourite Game Boy game.  I&#8217;m happy that our mostly urban life has opportunities for that kind of imaginative play.<\/p>\n<p>He has not yet developed the love of the woods and trees for their own sake that I have.  But I learned that a bit older than four.  Maybe one day he&#8217;ll see it.<\/p>\n<p>The pattern of decay on the limb of a fallen tree reveals so much of its underlying structure.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95519870\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/40\/95519870_c39e42ef6c.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"DSC00546\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Concentric rings on tree bark.  I don&#8217;t know why this occurs.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95519869\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/21\/95519869_e5a0d6cc41.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"DSC00547\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Alex used his stick to open &#8220;gates&#8221;, mostly by keying his name into the trees.  This one, in particular, required a number of passwords to be entered.  We touched certain parts of the branches and said certain letters, spelling out our names to pass onward along the path.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95493460\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/40\/95493460_f89ef0e854.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" alt=\"DSC00551\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n<p>By the time we found the cache, a good half mile from the car park, the kids were running out of adventurous spirit.  They weren&#8217;t crabby, or unhappy, or even tired, but they were more focused on getting the &#8220;treasure&#8221; than on telling themselves (and us) stories on the way.<\/p>\n<p>We found the box easily enough &#8211; it&#8217;s both well hidden from the casual passer by and easy to find if you know where to look &#8211; and there were toys enough for both of them.  Alex chose a deck of cards, and Fiona took a mini pencil set.  I left some stone animals and an amethyst in trade, and we turned back to the car.<\/p>\n<p>Although she wanted to be carried early on for the return journey, Fiona soon regained her energy and did a good deal of walking on the way back to the car.  We covered over a mile as a family, and she managed about two thirds of that.  Alex walked the whole distance, and wasn&#8217;t worn out at the end.<\/p>\n<p>We left the wood as the sun began to head for the horizon.<\/p>\n<p>Late sunshine on brown leaves.  The shot looks warmer than it was!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/46405532@N00\/95519866\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/25\/95519866_1a75c241e6.jpg\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" alt=\"Dsc00573\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Taken 4 February 2006<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A mouse took a walk in the deep dark wood&#8230; Actually, it was a whole family out searching for the Butterdean Wood geocache, but two keen little children found the idea that a Gruffalo might be lurking among the trees pretty exciting. 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