One of the first really delightful sights as we approached the edge of the wood were two beautiful young stoats playing in the sunshine. There were less than 5 metres away, we were in the gloom of the wood, and froze as we watched them gamble over a fallen wall, looking into all the crevices, it felt like 10 minutes, but we worked out it was only about 3!
We stopped by the little stream for the first half of our lunch, and soon I was looking at all the various types of vegetation, which including really small achemellia mollis.
Further up the hill, I had to venture a few feet into this culvet to see the various ferns.
The red grouse were flying around too.
The mining left scars on the hill side.
and as we reached the end of our walk the valley became more tame, with fields closed in with stone walls with barn built to shelter animals and hay for the winter months.