No doubt tired from their excessive scoffing of Sweet Chestnuts, this sow and her piglets, now quite well grown and nearly adult themselves, slumber in a linear huddle amongst the browning ferns and self seeded coniferous samplings. Although pannage began on the 23rd of September this year, this is the first group of pigs I've encountered in the forest. I enjoy meeting with pigs amongst the stands. Usually, other than the sows, they're all quiet good humored and their inquisitive nature means they venture within stroking distance, something most of them don't appear to object to. That said, I'm always very aware that pigs can, do and will give a very nasty bite; I take great care and have had to on more that one occasion run off, probably in somewhat of an unnecessary and alarmist way. There maybe no acorns to speak of this year, though the abundance of Beech mast and Sweet Chestnuts will easily make up any slack in tasty pig orientated fare; the pigs will feed well this season. Happy days.
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