Spend any time walking in nature, especially the same roams regularly, and you quickly become acclimatized to her characteristic textures and forms, becoming more aware of anything out of place, especially anything man made. Geoff and I were storming through the open mature oak stands of Dames Slough Hill, when off at quite a distance something incongruous caught my eye. I stopped and backed up, and there tucked in the root flares of a mossy trunk was what looked like a yellow cane... you regularly come across coloured canes in the forest, part of, or remains of, some survey or other. Closer inspection identified this as a orienteering station post, minus station....no doubt left in err. It reminds me that although for 99% of our walks we have the forest, or at least the tract we're walking to ourselves, it all goes on in the forest.
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