Blackensford Brook near Blackensford Lawn, deep in the heartlands of the New Forest. And one of the places in the forest that it's possible to escape, beyond the occasional plane, the noise of human modernity. Blackensford Brook was the first of the forest's streams I remember being restored to it's pre-Victorian course, way back in the early 1990's...I remember it being a shock seeing machines tearing up the woodland floor. A couple of miles out from even the closest of parking spots, it remains a slice of forest you'll invariably have to yourself.
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