It’s become somewhat of a tradition to have a walk around Trent Park on new year’s day. We had a friend on the 1st so made our way to Trent Park on the Saturday, braving the wind and the rain.
Arthur led the way, which he LOVED. Most times when we’re out he’s either strapped to my back or is in the buggy, but this time he just walked, and walked. I think he rather enjoyed his freedom and he took us to a part of the park we’d never been through before. I love Trent Park. It has so much to give and is a real bit of the countryside to explore, there is plenty of woodland and I don’t think I’ll ever get bored with visiting there especially on a day like today where the weather keeps everyone at home and we meet not another soul.
It was really muddy and wet, but quiet and we’d occasionally spot a blue tit or robin hopping along near us. I think they were quite grateful there weren’t so many dog walkers around today.
We also came across a large bivouac (we assume it got made by Scouts) that provided a bit of fun exploring.
For me it’s good to see spots of green amongst the bare branches in winter, no early signs of spring yet, but the holly dotted around looked lush and quite a lot of fern looked green too.
It got pretty dark by the end of the walk, but I think even though we were all a bit muddy and damp (Arthur particularly got soaked) we could have gone on longer if it wasn’t super close to the park’s closing time. Although walking in the rain was good, it would be nice to go on a drier day and have a bit of a picnic, you can’t beat a flask of coffee on a cold day under trees, can you?