We’ve been enjoying the local area alot, especially not getting in the car very much, but was really about time we braved the world beyond where our feet could carry us.
The conspirators were selected and the scene was set for a gathering. The logic was who had the biggest space both inside and outside which would allow us some attempt at social distancing.
It also transpires our friends live in a lovely part of the world near Portsmouth so even despite the less than amazing weather a small local meander was on the menu.
Our route took us through corn, broad-bean and wheat fields with some lovely poppies hiding out and the Olympus EM5, equipped with M.Zuiko ED 12-100mm f4 IS PRO Lens, came out for the day and yes the on off switch is well and truly kaput. Although I have discovered that taking the SD card out and popping it back in wakes it up after auto shutdown which saves the faff with the battery.
A little bit of yellow hammer stalking
There is a wine producer on the doorstep. Honestly I have never been that convinced by english vino collapso mucho gulpo but the vines looks pretty gorgeous.
The final leg introduced us to the Texel sheep who were rather disconcertingly friendly. One of my companions even got an up close and personal kiss.
And to complete the sheep exotica some freaky Soay who we not at all friendly.
I feel I have now demonstrated sufficient sheep identification skills that I deserve some kind of sheep spotter qualification.
We finished up in the village of Hambledon with it’s lovely church and more importantly an open pub to wait out the short rain storm .
Timing is everything.
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