Phew, 2020 assigned to the past! I am excited to be heading into the sun, rain, hail, and snow of January. I love to wrap up and brave my local lakes and reservoirs to feel the fresh winter winds on my face and see the abundance winter wildfowl bobbing on the choppy grey waters.
I’ll continue to take a daily walk in Epping Forest at first or last light. At the edge, Hazel Catkins blow in the breeze as I pause to listen out for the Mistle Thrushes, who’s distinctive notes can be heard from the upper branches. Moving deeper into the forest, where the leaves have all gone and brambles have died back I try to spot a fallow deer and muntjac before they spot me.
I plan two trips later this month (COVID dependant). The first a hike in the Peak District where I hope to see a mountain hare dart across the heather or snow patch, it’s coat all white now until March. The second is to head to the north Norfolk coast. There’s no hibernation on the seashore, and I love bracing a winter beach walk to clear the mind for the year ahead.