Lymington River

I wanted to canoe up into the new forest national park but the river was up and making headway was tricky, so I hid my canoe and took to the woods to the east instead. This involved ignoring the ‘tresspassers will be prosecuted ‘sign I’d seen earlier!

I spent two happy days wild camping between two steep sided streams, amongst old yews and oaks. Having spent the previous week decorating and furnishing my daughter’s bedroom, this did me a power of good.