Pottering around Lincolnshire for the past couple of weeks, I’ve been surprised by two things. How busy the campsites are, and how pretty some bits of Lincolnshire (the bits where I didn’t grow up) actually are.
We’re currently camped at the Camping & Caravanning Club’s Woodhall Spa site. It’s divided into several parts – you’re either in one of several big, open grassy fields or you’re nestled in amongst the trees in a kind of woodland glade (sort of). Either way the site is great and the location is pretty without being twee, peaceful without being dull. I guess that’s why we keep coming back.
This evening we walked up to the top of the lane, to the Kirkby Moor nature reserve. Having grown up in Lincolnshire, I’m pre-conditioned to think it’s dull beyond words. But Kirkby Moor is truly lovely, a big, wide space full of grasses, heathers and ferns. Swallows flick over the moor, rabbits go about their (apparently very destructive) business, and here and there a pheasant pops its head up for a look-see. The landscape is beautiful, and the skies are wide and beautiful.
We’ll probably go back to the nature reserve tomorrow evening, armed with a proper camera and binoculars. For now, iPhone photos are all we have. Hope you like them.
Think this is owl poo, can anyone confirm?
Too long in Lincolnshire, and I'll turn into a plane spotter!
