Sep 24
Moving Pictures
Mushrooms, cooking, craft, excursions, fire, food, meets, tracking, video, woods 4 Comments »As promised, some moving pictures from the weekend’s meet at Mark’s wood.
Sep 22
Three Days In Mark’s Wood
Mushrooms, cooking, craft, dragonflies, excursions, meets, tracking, woods 5 Comments »The weekend’s weather couldn’t have been more perfect. I arrived at about 1.30pm at Mark’s wood in Reading. The mile walk in was really pleasant and I stopped off to admire the still lake, which was on the way. I was pleased to reach the cool of the woods after a sweaty hike across the field leading from the lake.
The usual camp set up took place as the parachute was hoisted and King John’s base-camp equipment was unloaded. We might laugh about the stuff he brings, but we’re always grateful for the facilities and of course the camp kitchen producing the culinary delights of Saturday evening’s meal. Did I imagine seeing a portable oven? No. There’s definitely one sitting next to the washing up bowl!
As usual I set up the hammock and tarp on the slopes. The only change on this excursion was the choice of the heavier Nanock sleeping bag for the chillier nights. Later, we had a good chat about these bags and came to the conclusion they are bulky, heavy and not particularly efficient. I think a couple of us will be knocking on Alpkit’s door before the winter sets in.
It was surprising how much quicker the darkness fell compared to the last time I was here. You have to work that much quicker to prepare the fire prior to dusk falling. The evening went racing past as we caught up, shared stories and drank a few (ahem) beers and brandies.
Despite a late start the next morning, there was still a slight mist, which gave a wonderful atmosphere to the wood. After a well needed fry up, Mark took us ’shrooming for a couple of hours where we identified a number of edible mushrooms - Amethyst deceiver, Spiny puffball, Bovine bolete, Penny bun and the excellent Chanterelle (pictured below).
At a rest stop near a small pond we spotted a pair of Emperor dragonflies and this Banded-demoiselle.
The afternoon was spent carrying up and chopping the fire wood collected from the Forestry yard, prepping the evening’s meal and foraging in the small valley for willow to make Andy’s bow drill hearth board. On the way I came across some Roe tracks and found a large Common frog.
The meal was, as usual, an excellent and extravagant affair created by Rich and John. A leg of Roe was cubed and fried up in red wine and onions with celery and carrots added later to make a venison stew. Potatoes were mashed up with cream, butter and garlic. This was finished off by Strawberry trifle for desert. Strawberry trifle?! Oh yes indeed. Base camp catering at its best! Well, anyone can be uncomfortable!
While the meal was cooking, Andy successfully tried out his new bow drill set up. The willow hearth worked well, but only when a lot more downward pressure had been applied on the thicker than normal spindle. The result was a fine glowing ember.
Estelle, who joined the group as John’s guest, tried out flint and steel on charcloth. She was delighted with her success as some dried bracken burst into flames (Picture is a still from the video)
Bob built an interesting chair to follow in the mould of the other crafted chairs, which have become the trademark of Mark’s site. He followed the design of putting two Roycroft pack frames together and added a number of horizontal branches to make a seat. His recent attendance on a Mors Kochanski course taught him how to do the lashings. The result was an ingenious, comfortable and stable seat.
And what did yours truly do? Well, I was slaving behind the video camera recording what went on of course. A full high definition account of this will be available next week once I’ve edited the two hours of footage down to fifteen minutes! Tough job, but someone had to do it!
Again dusk fell and another fine evening was spent around the fire; the conversation and banter was inter-dispersed with Mark’s haunting Native American flute melodies.
The morning found Andy, Steve and I looking over the fields to some Roe deer browsing by the wood edge that Steve had spotted. We decided to stalk up to them and managed to get quite close at about 30 yards. I might have got even closer but I wanted some video shots that stopped me getting down to a crawl. I don’t often see Roe and it was great to get this close even though I was inevitably spotted. (Picture is a still from the video)
Time went around quickly and all too soon it was time to pack up. The camp kitchen was loaded up onto John’s truck as was our rucksacks and we walked out of the site across the fields and back to the Forestry yard with the warm sun on our backs.
This was a fantastic weekend and thanks to everyone there who made it like it was.
Pablo.
Jun 09
Another Meet at Mark’s
Hygiene, archery, craft, dragonflies, excursions, insects, meets, tracking, woods 4 Comments »My mate Paul and I headed south to meet up with the Reading Group on Friday afternoon. A little rain was forecast but the whole weekend turned out fine and dry.
After a hot and sticky walk-in we arrived to find the parachute already up and a brew on the go. Mark presented me with a fine looking kuksa as a gift for doing the Reading group forum. I was completely overwhelmed and promptly planned what liquid substance should go in it. Well - it’s got to be sealed properly hasn’t it?
We woke up to a beautiful day on Saturday and after breakfast, a couple of us went roving with the bows to do a bit of stump shooting. I’d brought along the Samick SKB, the length of which proved ideal in the particular closed-in area of woodland we chose to shoot in. We all did pretty well getting close to the challenging choices of target and in a couple of instances even killed a stump or two!
Mark had brought along a large awl which enabled the construction of some wooden chairs. John decided to assemble what can only be described as a throne, which was in keeping with his heavy-weight style of camping. Hence he was dubbed “His Majesty, King John” for the rest of the meet. The chairs will be kept on site ready for the next meet.
Some of us went for a wander after lunch and ended up tracking along the moderately fast flowing stream. There was a lot of damselfly activity and I spent some time trying to photograph the amazingly coloured and aptly named Beautiful demoiselle (Calopteryx virgo).
We followed some tracks along the stream bank and decided it belonged to a small fox. The tracks ended up at a kill site where the only evidence left of the prey was a claw of a crustacian. Looking again at the photo I’m not too sure if there might be other tracks in there and I wish I’d studied the area in more detail at the time. Other tracks seen were roe, fallow, muntjac, mouse and a number of birds that had hopped along the bank. There was still no sign of the elusive water vole tracks.
The evening meal was a barbeque of literally tons of meat mostly provided by King John.
Earlier, Steve (who was on my Shadowhawk tracking course) and I identified a good sit spot covering an area where there might be some evening mammal activity. Andy had already spotted a fox cub, and muntjac had been heard the previous evening. After the barbeque, along with Andy we sat for an hour being bitten to death by mosquitos! The sum total of our sightings? One rabbit, five hundred and three mosquitos - oh and some sheep! Well, you can’t win them all.
One of the best things about meets is that you can share experiences and stories around the fire. With new faces comes new stories and experiences. Knowledge is shared, kit examined and compared, and tips are passed on. This meet was no exception. John was busy dying a leather water bottle while Mark had made a fantastic flute case. You can see these pics on the network.
Prior to packing up on Sunday, conversation meandered on to the dreaded tick subject mentioned in my last post. This prompted everyone to start examining themselves. Low and behold ticks were found on nearly everyone’s legs. A tick removal session then took place. Anyone watching would be forgiven in thinking that a strange bunch of primates had invaded the woods and were busy de-fleaing themselves. Mark’s pocket microscope (is there nothing that he dosesn’t have handy?) showed in real terms what a monstrous looking creature the tick is.
A certain lesson learned and a good tip is to tuck the trousers in to socks or put elastics around the bottom of the trousers. Those with sleeping areas on the bracken slopes (myself included) should also have cleared a path through the bracken leading to the hammock. Whatever the precautions though, it’s inevitable that you will get a couple if you go tracking or exploring through the undergrowth.
All too soon it was time to say our goodbyes and leave the site. We doused the fire and cached the pot hangers. Another excellent weekend and a big thanks to Mark for organising the meet and everyone else that came along.
Pablo.
