Living history

My archaeologist/historian mind has frequently had me wondering what it must have been like living through different transformative moments in history. Sat on the site of the Medieval hunting lodge close to Queen's Bower this morning it dawned on me that I'm getting the opportunity to actually live through one such moment in history, or to be more accurate, a clusterfuck of such moments. The escalating climate crisis, deepening global economic crisis, the rise of populism, and separatism, social decay and an increasing frequency of epidemics and pandemics; that's quite a menu of moments. It's through our own agency too, we've brought ourselves to this moment, all the seed problems we've planted are all blooming spectacularly at once, in real time. The question is, will we make it to become history, or are we writing the final chapter?

Highland Meander

The majority of Highland Water escaped Victorian alteration retaining it's beautiful deep cut natural meanders. Between Roman Bridge and Queen's Bower the stream forms the boundary between Brinken Wood and Great Huntley Bank and later between Brinken Wood and Camel Green, it's all relatively open ancient/veteran deciduous woodland, and the riverside walking here is the finest of it's kind in the forest. Throughout the lofty canopies of huge beech who've come down to the river to drink set dappled light dancing over the banks and murmuring flow. It's a place to breath nature in deeply.