Saturday 30 March 2013

Knowlton


Equinox ritual

The Dorset Groves open Spring Equinox ritual at Knowlton Rings, like the Clan of the Pheryllts, may have taken place in less than spring like chilly conditions but the atmosphere was warm and welcoming. The Dorset Grove always put a lot of time, effort and love into their open rituals, rituals which are multi faceted, today's included a Spring play, buns, cakes, chocolate, a Yew Awen coin, meditation, a piece of Apple wood, a seasonal sprig as well as a Shaman, along with the more familiar ritual aspects. Which was nice.

Friday 29 March 2013

Here and Now, Live at The Bruton Castle

It happened that the legendary Here and Now band were performing a free/donations warn up gig in the Somerset backwater of Bruton on good Friday. Well, it would've been rude not to have attended. We first saw the Here and Now band 30 yeas ago supported by the Cardiacs and were blown away, since then I can't remember how many times we've seen them, or in how many manifestations, their albums (or live stuff) rarely far from the stereo.

Now, Slim Verhoef, Here and Nows guitarist, had posted 'get there early!', so filled with the fear of arriving only not to get in, which we remember experiencing in the 80's when going to see the band in Bristol, we arrived at the venue sometime before 5 O'clock. A bit previous perhaps; though better safe than sorry. The Bruton Castle pub was empty of punters, although we were afforded the pleasure of hearing the band rehearse, which was nice :o)  The Bruton Castle is a great little venue, friendly bar keep, nice beers, nice food, potato and leek soup only £3!, no complaints there. So we settled back and as the bar slowly filled we enjoyed a laugh, the locals banter and smiled as they bothered the band for a go on the drums, whilst a sleepy Keith the Bass, head resting in hand tried for a nap, and we waited for the bands performance. Just before 9.30 the band vanished from the bar area, our que to make for the back room.  

The band opened with a fantastic sweeping psychedelic jam which set the tone nicely for the rest of the show, followed by tracks including 'Floating Anarchy', 'Opium for the People' and a beautiful rendition of 'Ali Baba' from their 1978, 'Floating Anarchy' album, 'Jacques Cousteau', 'secrets', 'Fantasy shift' and 'So glad you're here' off the 1983 'Fantasy Shift' album, 'What you see is what you are' and 'Little things' (encore) from my favourite album, the 1979 'All over the show', plus a couple I couldn't remember the names of, finishing as is their way with 'So glad you're here', bloody marvellous, all played with vigour and enthusiasm. Man, what set! Keith The Bass (Bass), Mark Robson (keyboards), Andy Roger (keyboards) and Slim Verhoef (lead guitar) were joined on drums by a guy called Mike Giri (Normally it's Nik Nimbus on drums), now bearing in mind this chap had a mere 3 hour rehearsal and apparently had not even heard the encore track, he played a blinding gig (they all did), really knocking it out, fair play, man.  All in all, it was a fantastic evening, a memorable evening. The gig was a magic hat affair and I really hope that folk participated in the magic as the band had certainly done their part in creating some magic. As always, Here and Now never fail to leave you smiling and wanting more.

If you've never seen Here and Now, what's wrong with you! And more to the point, where have you been? Look them up, get to a gig and get blown away, you'll never look back, but you'll certainly be back for more :o)


Glastonbury

Glastonbury Tor in Somerset never fails to impress, no matter what the season or weather, it's easy to see why it has inspired people through the ages. An area steeped in history, mystery and magic.  During prehistory Glastonbury Tor would have risen  from what would have been a vast wetland environment of open water and expanses of reed, a rich and productive environment and one popular from the Neolithic to Iron Age and beyond until draining the land began in the Roman period.  As you climb the long path which rises up the spine of the Tor, you are afforded views which extend for miles in all directions. The weather was cold and windy today otherwise we'd have stayed a while and really taken it all in, rather than descending as quickly as we could after are arrival at the summit.

Nunney Castle


Wednesday 20 March 2013

Monday 18 March 2013

The Avon Valley

It's easy to imagine the Avon valley in prehistoric times, when the Barrow building cultures of the Neolithic and Bronze Ages build the funerary monuments on the high ground bordering what was then an extensive estuarine wetland, which from the Iron Age had the impressive fortified settlement and important trading hardour of Hengistbury Head at its mouth.  When the weather is wet, areas of the landscape revert to their former prehistoric state and standing water is common for several months of the year.

Sunday 17 March 2013

Wetland

Storm clouds race over a forest wetland.

Saturday 16 March 2013

Pony

Born in the forest, a life in the forest and a death in the forest, the New Forest ponies, so much part of the forest. You see them throughout all seasons; enduring the harsh winters with ice on their coats, bearing foals in spring, seeking shade amongst the woodland fringe from the bright summer sun and gathered in great groups for tail marking in the autumn drifts. The most sturdy of equine breeds.

Thursday 14 March 2013

Help!

This lifebuoy, once positioned at the rear of the coastal path, now finds itself in need of saving as the fossil rich sticky clay landslips at Barton envelop it in their attempt to return to their watery birthplace.  The engineered slope of the cliffs here once had its base a meter or so behind the lifebuoy, with the shoreline 10 meters beyond, now though the slides have reached the sea and are eroded away at each high tide. It's only now, several weeks after the initial slump, that you can tentatively walk over the clay slides as they've dried a touch, although extreme care is still required if you wish to avoid loosing a boot.

Wednesday 13 March 2013

Touchdown

Blue grey clouds, dark and menacing, sweep across the skies, hugging the horizon and periodically touching the deep blue as the weight of moisture became too much, merging withe sea, rejoining the endless cycle.

Tuesday 12 March 2013

Scoured Sands

Although the Sun shone brightly, it afforded little warmth as Arctic winds scoured Studland beach. Fine sands, dried by the wind, raced across the intertidal as streamers of white fluffy cloud raced through the azure skies above us, far from shore white horses were driven landward; the elements were rioting, nature was flexing her muscles and it was a mighty fine day to be walking through it all.

Godlingston Heath Bunker


Godlingston Heath has 3 uniquely designed pillboxes situated on small knolls. They are semi sunken variant pillboxs with sloping fronts. This example has 3 stepped loopholes cover south, west and north, with a covered entrance. It has a red brick skin with re-enforced concrete fill construction, a re-enforced concrete slab roof, still exhibiting marks indicating position of wooden shuttering on inside and screed on outside. Access is through a covered entrance, there is the No 21 painted in white on entrance wall interior. Concrete loophole fillers incorporating steel handles present, the central loophole is blocked whilst the other 2 are open. On either side of the loopholes, 1 steel retaining hook remains. This pillbox remains are in very good condition, the interior is mainly clean and dry. The exterior is in reasonable condition; there is though a hole in the roof although this causes no problem and evidence of small arms fire on sloping front. One of a series of defenses responsible for denying access to South Haven Point and the beach from airborne (or other) attack from inland. Pillboxes in this area appear to have had different uses through the war, primarily to defend Studland beach from airborne (or other) attack from the rear and later possibly as range observation bunkers or targets. Documentary sources report a large number of military exercises taking place on Godlingston Heath and Studland Heath and this structure no doubt played its part. Interior rear wall shows small arms damage, with projectiles still lodged in wall by very good or lucky shot. Associated with site are extensive trench works, which form a defended hill.

Saturday 9 March 2013

Hordle Range

The tide was out at Hordle cliffs, exposing the wide flat sandy beach, overlaid by steep banks of pebbles which abut the cliffs. Amongst the pebbles are the eroding remains of massive concrete slaps, their reinforcing bars protruding and rusting. These are the remains of a military gunnery range used in World War Two, and began their journey to the sea from high above on the cliff tops, where a few platforms still remain. On the slab in the foreground you can still clearly see the what's left of the bolts of a gun mount, occasionally a .303 cal. case, badly decayed, can be found. It wont be long before the sea claims these artifacts, the remaining slabs slide slowly down the cliff face, before too long the site will vanish from sight and memory; a testament to our planets fluidity and the transience of human existence.

Friday 8 March 2013

Grey

 I know it's very English of me to say, but, oh how I'm bored of this perpetual grey damp weather, oppressive, depressing, bland and so, so, boring.

Thursday 7 March 2013

Mistified

A view down the ramparts of Hambledon Hill, Iron Age Hillfort, through skeletal stands of waking trees, down into deep vales shrouded by silent mists.

Tuesday 5 March 2013

Ancient pollard

Ridley wood is ancient woodland. For 500 years at least, trees have held tenure of the place, during the 1500's parts were managed woodland, pollarded trees with under-story grazing, this probably continued until 1698 when the practice was banned to create better quality timber for the navy.  This mighty Beech is representative of that latter period, a pollarded tree left to grow out, hence the multiple trunks, several of which have now been slighted age and the elements.  The old woodland of the forest holds a wonderfully deep sense of tenure on the land, histories swirl through the stands and to weave their paths is to walk through time.

Sunday 3 March 2013

Deer

As spring moves towards us the deer are stirring , more small groups, along with the occasional larger group, have become far more visible.  Alert to our presence, they don't bolt at first, they way us up, our potential threat. The stare off continues for a couple of minuets before the stag turns away slowly, listening intensely, pausing for frequent back glances, just to make sure, and finally the family leave the copse they were grazing in and disappear into an undulous mass of deep heather and scrubby gorse.

Saturday 2 March 2013

Mill Lawn Brook

One of the two forks of head water from which Mill Lawn Brook flows. 

Friday 1 March 2013

Watering hole

Throughout the forest there are permanent pools, many may shrink some through the summer months, but they endure. Some sited in woodland, others in the open heath, but most on the interface of those two environments. I'm not sure how many are natural, many are most certainly the result of aggregate extraction during previous periods, all though create vital watering holes for a myriad of forest creatures. Signs of their activity are visible all around the pool edge.