With the heat of May behind them, the volunteers arrived at June's first gathering, waterproofed from head to toe, as the heavens at last yielded to rain. The verdant woodland and luxuriant grasslands were a testament to the recent summer sun and warm rains.
The woodland workers scrambled into the woods and took up their positions to continue the challenge of fixing the fence line around Long Close Meadow, in preparation for grazing cows.
The turbo twosome were back from their holidays, much to my relief, and I soon set them to work on two rotten strainer posts that needed replacing. These hefty posts have to be dug four feet into the ground, not a task for the faint-hearted. The fence was installed by contractors 13 years ago, and what we didn’t realise was that the posts, which must take the strain, had been concreted in. Try as they might, these men, half-man, half-machine, were defeated by the concrete. Undeterred, they devised an ingenious way to work around it.