Ranger's Gate

The night before last (sounds a bit like a bedtime story) we took a walk from Ranger's Gate to the Copper Horse. We used to do this a lot. And now with the warmer weather and more evening light it was pleasant to stroll through the Great Park. For me - it was an opportunity to spend some time with Merrilyn and James before they both fly to Australia for most of May. For all of us - we were reminded of how lucky we are living in a place like Windsor.

The oaks are now covered in vibrant green spring growth. And the setting sun lit up the woods with that wonderful orange light. Although we didn't see any deer we did see plenty of Pheasant. I noticed that the bracken was starting to sprout again - much to Merrilyn's despair (why does she hate it so?)

James pointed out the contrails (he calls them vapour trails) in the blue sky high overhead. "Look Dad, there's a cross", he said to an intersecting set of trails.

We walked up to the Copper Horse and whilst Merrilyn sat to enjoy the view of the Long Walk James and I scrambled over the rocks at the base of the monument. He has always loved climbing them and can got over most with a little assistance.

Walking home James pointed to the ducks that were sitting on the grass next to the pond. He was curious why they were not sleeping in the pond. "To avoid cold bottoms" was all I could manage.

I'm going to miss the family when they visit Australia for three weeks. But then again - I'll look forward to more walks when they return.