This young Oak surveys his wintry kingdom. The Oak couldn't have picked a more exposed site. Up on the cusp of Spy Holms plain, above the open wet heath of Clayhill Bottom and the Brockenhurst Burley road, facing the strong prevailing westerly winds square on...that's a tough gig, right there. Respect.
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Wednesday, 11 December 2019
Thursday, 7 November 2019
Clayhill Bottom
When you think of a forest, you think of trees, and of course there are plenty of trees in the New Forest, although I'd imagine that many visitors are surprised find that nearly half of the 'forest' is open grassland and open wet and dry heathland. The New Forest heathland is but a minor remnant of a extensive regional heathland which once spanned areas of Dorset and Hampshire, other pockets of which remain scattered across the two counties. I've said it before, the forest may look natural, though it exists as a direct result of clearance to facilitate ancient farming practice and is anything but a natural phenomena. Heathland would quickly disappear without vigorous management, you can see how rapidly birch and conifers colonize when left to their own devices. A grand landscape to roam at any time of the year, although in my opinion, it's barren beauty is best appreciated through the stark winter months.
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