Cantlop and Condover

Monday 11 December: we’re walking roads less travelled (by us), just a little further west. We realise why, after the first mile or so. The country around here, a mile or so east of the A49 south of Shrewsbury, is somewhat flatter than our usual stamping ground, and the lanes, narrow though they are, are much busier. Nevertheless, there’s much of interest – especially the iron bridge at Cantlop, over 200 years old. According to English Heritage, it’s the only Telford-approved cast-iron bridge remaining in situ in Shropshire. It’s been bypassed for 50 years or so, by the new road bridge beside it. We can walk over it though.

After using the footbridge at Boreton ford (looks rather deep at present) we come to Condover. At the impressive gateway to Condover Hall, a sign says ‘Alternate Entrance’. I wonder what that means? A little way beyond the hall, I enjoy an impromptu poetry recital from my wife, who surprises me now and then:

Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas
Cos’ turkeys just wanna hav fun 

(Benjamin Zephaniah RIP)
(https://benjaminzephaniah.com/books/talking-turkeys/

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Wind and water

It was rainy during the night – the sound of running water accompanies us throughout our wander around the Willey lanes. It’s not quite as quiet as usual – the wind is whooshing through the bare trees, buffeting us in the more exposed stretches (and blowing away the cobwebs!). The sunshine is bright and warm on our backs – it’s good to be out.

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Willey on a winter’s afternoon

Although the frost’s gone, there’s still a little ice here and there (my fingers are frozen…), and a couple of tiny patches remain from Sunday’s snow. Picking my way through the mud in Ned’s Lane warms me up (my digits have defrosted!). There’s precious little light, but there’s no wind and it’s very pleasant wandering in these quiet ways.

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Two days later…

We’re walking the same way as “Frosty” from two days ago, but the world has changed since then. It’s colder, and last night’s freezing fog has left a wonderful hoar frost. All we need is a little sunshine, perhaps some blue sky?
The murk cleared, but the sun stayed stubbornly behind a patch of cloud. Occasionally, there would be some brightness, then for the last 15 minutes it shone, lighting the frosted trees against a (mostly) blue sky. Then it sank into the murk. Time for home!

Frost or snow?

It’s frost – hoar frost, quite thick in places, especially where the sun hasn’t shone. We’ve had no snow here – yet – but the frost resembles snow here and there. The air is certainly very cold, but there’s only the lightest of breezes, and the sunshine, from a clear blue sky, is warm. It’s a great afternoon for these quiet hills (I only met one other person. Where were they all?)

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Christmas is coming…

That’s my guess, based on the number of Christmas trees at Attingham Park. We’re there for a wander, one that won’t get us seriously muddy. Hadn’t expected all the trees (which nevertheless are great fun!). The first is rather unconventional, to say the least. Others are more easily recognised. We’re rather taken by the piggy baubles, and as the Three Bears… There’s no sign of any porridge though – the (pine?) Shrewsbury biscuits and the (plywood?) layer cake look much more tempting.

Attingham Park

Wood ‘n mud

No shortage of trees around here! The leaves are mostly shed now; their former hosts are in (photogenic) winter silhouette mode, great on this fine afternoon.

No shortage of mud around here! We’ve had a drop of rain over the past few weeks – we could do with some dry weather, or some hard frosts to freeze it…

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Jam today

Jelly jam, made this morning from crab and other wild apples picked locally. I made the juice a few weeks ago – and froze it (not enough empty jars). The apples weren’t such an attractive colour. Looks good enough to eat!