Smokin'

I love the smell of distant wood smoke in the air, it reminds me of camping, festivals and of sitting around a fire with friends; I'm not so enamoured though when the wood smoke dominates the air, especially as suffering a degree of seasonal asthma/chestiness. The forestry were burning off the detritus remaining from previously thinned or cleared areas amongst The Knowles which border Acres Down. Plumes of smoke rose above the tree line, although due to the still nature of the morning they immediately slumped back into the stands, choking them, and making for difficult breathing. We altered our route accordingly, and made haste for fresher forest climes.