We are blessed to live so close to such a fantastic resource as Chasewater Country Park. It is another of my favourite walks with the hound. Indeed, when The Boy was a toddler, I would bring him to Chasewater to let him run free and wear him out. Much like I do with the hound…
This evening, the skies are moody and we did get a good downpour of rain. Neither of us mind a drop of rain. The hound gets a free bath and she romps about in the long, wet grass having a ball.
Tomorrow is the Staffordshire Ironman which begins at Chasewater, with a 1.2 mile swim, and ends at Shugborough Hall. The water is all set with marker buoys for the swim and on the far shoreline there are event tents set up next to the visitor centre.
The red deer are in evidence this evening. Tracks in the mud show tell tale signs of where they have been. I think the rounder imprint must be a cow and the more pointy ones are red deer.
Among the females, a couple of males with antlers already at least a foot long.
I’ve always been fascinated with fox gloves and indeed snap dragons. Mum and Dad grew loads in their garden and as a child I used to watch the bees going in and out of the tubular flowers.
On the way back, two pairs of Grebes are preening and bobbing about on the water. They make a funny sound. Almost like ‘boing boing’. They seem quite cheerful birds, bobbing and diving, the distinct rust colour on their cheeks flashing as they move.
As ever, it has been a thoroughly satisfying walk, if a little wet.