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The Heart of the Forest

This was a much needed break and an eventful weekend. I started the day by driving Lucas to school and saying goodbye to him for what I thought was a week. He was heading off to Florida with his Mum for a well deserved holiday for them both. I made my way down to the south coast, Barton on Sea in relatively good time, with a small amount of kit for my first camp of 2025. I walked along the cliff top to Naish and ended up in the holiday park and you needed a code to exit the park, one issued to residents only. Frustratingly, I made my way back out of the main entrance and along a coastal walk called Chewton Bunny nature reserve, I successfully made a young lady jump out of her skin, I apologised and continued walking. As I made it to the beach, I walked along the sand and pebbles to High cliff and then made my way up to the spiral.

I thought about buying an ice cream but didn’t, I wanted to walk further along the coast up to Mudeford Quay, a place I love visiting but I ran out of time. Mainly because I wanted to get to the campsite, set up and head out again for a night walk through the forest. I chose the option of walking on the beach instead of back up the cliff and along the main road. There is a restricted section that you are advised not to walk along, an area that is signposted if you walk from Barton but not if you walk from Highcliff. When I was walking back, I noticed there weren’t any other people or dog walkers etc, it was a secluded section, a woman appeared out of the sea and went and sat down on a rock in front of me, roughly 30 metres. As I was walking towards her, she started to take off her swimming costume, I mean not just take down her top but completely remove it, bottom as well. I raised my hand to my face to do the horse blinkers and she said

“Sorry, I’m not an exhibitionist, I am a swimmer”

I thought ‘err yes you are, me dear’,

I said “It’s ok, I’m not looking”.

She only had to wait two minutes for me to pass and I wouldn’t have looked back. That was her choice. Boobs on a beach in Barton.

Anyway, I arrived at the New Forest YHA, chose my spot and set up in about 15 minutes. The kitchen there was very good as I would expect for a YHA. I had tofu and rice for my supper and then headed out for my night walk. You can hear my adventure below 👇.

Recorded on my Tascam DR-40X, Edited on a Raspberry Pi5.



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Return to the forest

I attempted to visit the new forest with some success, I wanted to visit Highcliff beach and podcast from there, but the wind was so strong I could barely hear Lucas when he was standing next to me.

I ended up abandoning that idea and recorded in the car slap bang in the middle of the forest, it was the best I could do under the circumstances.

HikeNPod Episode 13 published on Spotify 16th July 2023

I wanted to write and record a scary show for this episode but time constraints and lack creativity prevented me from doing so. I settled for seeing how all the money I had invested over the past two years in my set up to make podcast recording mobile.

  • I recorded the audio on the Tascasm DR-40x – Success, works like treat.
  • I wrote the blog on the tablet with the logitect keyboard – Despite writing was comfortable, for some reason, mobile wordpress wouldn’t let me sign in. I had to wait to get home before that could happen.
  • After that I didn’t bother with the video, I will try for episode 14.
  • I could upload the audio to podcasters/ spotify, again wouldn’t let me sign in???

In short and it’s a bit late for that, I need to iron out the teething problems by the 29th July and make sure all my devices are signed in. I found an audio editor for the tablet, which worked, surprisingly. I may take the Pi 4 with me but that does mean taking a screen and is more things to carry and lose.

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Into the Darkness!

The front photo is a picture of Rufus stone, Son of William the conqueror and where he died. Not that I am trying to be morbid, I’m not. I drive past that every time I visit my Parents and have only stopped once before and I can’t find the photo I took, so I stopped again last weekend and took this. How many times can I visit Cornwall this year, well so far, I have two booked and paid for, one in the pipeline to run a marathon in September and one to take Molly when everyone else close to me is out of the country, it seems rude not to. I doubt that I can afford it but when has that ever stopped me, it hasn’t and so down th3 the M3 I go.

I really need to write and record more.

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